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WAITING.

I know that you're out there somewhere,
The man who is looking for me.
Maybe you're wondering the same things,
Like how long the waiting must be
Until you and I are together.
Until I can see that you're real,
And see in your face and in your eyes,
The echo of all that I feel.

I'm sure that one day you will find me -
I'll look up and see with a start,
That Cupid can keep all his arrows,
For I'm already pierced to the heart.
Cruel Fate has decreed that I love you,
Even with no idea who you are,
And all I can do is imagine
That you're loving me too from afar.

As long as the Earth keeps on turning
You and I will yet breathe the same air.
And the breezes that tch and caress me,
Are the same that sighed round you somewhere.
So all I can do is be constant,
Believing that somewhere you burn
To know whether I'm real or imagined
And the sould mate for whom you still yearn.

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