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I once saw you through a window of a restaurant. You were alone and content, but we locked eyes as I walked by on the street. As if you were looking for me as I was looking for you. Time has gone and things have changed but I never forgot the man in the window. You had such a gentle smile, and I still remember it.
Maybe it’s not so much that I’m looking for that specific individual, but an idea of that same person.
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