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When I searched, I found you When I was lost, you found me Was it fate? Or was it empathy? I'd rather call it "fortune" Because when I met you I could have been standing on a different place But I was there; Where you were  stirring a hot coffee, looking outside the window as you carefully observed the raindrops That moment; Indeed, I am lucky. If this was really just a coincidence, it is very strong in this one You gave me hope in state of despondency Guess what? You are the cure to my misery And for that, I know that I am lucky.
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
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When I searched, I found you When I was lost, you found me Was it fate? Or was it empathy? I'd rather call it "fortune" Because when I met you I could have been standing on a different place But I was there; Where you were  stirring a hot coffee, looking outside the window as you carefully observed the raindrops That moment; Indeed, I am lucky. If this was really just a coincidence, it is very strong in this one You gave me hope in state of despondency Guess what? You are the cure to my misery And for that, I know that I am lucky.
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
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