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Jan 2015
I met this man
In the strangest way
Maybe it’ll work out
I don’t know if he’ll stay

I was texting a friend
The number was wrong
We were both so confused
But we both got along

Two hours later
I picked up the phone
After texting and texting
My fingers wore down to the bone

He answered on the third ring
Not too anxious was he
Who is this man?
Why was he brought to me?

We talked for three hours
Not a moment of silence
I’m starting to wonder
There was no signs of shyness

I’ve seen his pictures and he’s seen mine
Three days of chatting, shall we meet for some wine?

Well that is the plan
We’ll see how it works out
I’m usually wrong
I’m so filled with doubt

Leave it to God
He knows what to do
I have no idea
Why He sent me to you
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
(Montville, NJ)   
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