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When I See You Again

The world wanders around us,

cider bottle, forgotten in the grass,

as I drink in your kiss,

convinced we are the only two left on the Earth.

Summer has come.

I am in your arms and the world feels right again,

blossoms bound along the ground,

swans singing as the sun goes down,

and I am complete, once again.

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