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Oct 2015
You were supposed to be a stranger.
We were...
Strangers with a shared kiss.
My brain was washed with alcohol,
With the snippets of memories left.
I forgot yourΒ Β name...
and how we met.
That one fateful night...
You were supposed to stay a stranger
Instead you traced my step
The world is too small for us.
Who would have thought that
you would find me?
You even got my name wrong.
Your description was spot on.
The friend of your friend knew me.
You should have just left it as it is...
A beautiful memory by the beach -
with a stranger.
Red
Written by
Red  Utah
(Utah)   
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