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Aug 2016
The beautiful face i saw every day
waving at me but i can't say hello
because its not my day.
The day will come when i will respond
it will be the day when we will have that bond.
She will wait for me outside the subway
and i'll go hug her in every beautiful way.
We will have the life we wanted
and none will intrude because
its my day.
Written by
Piyush Agarwal
251
     Lior Gavra and Carolyne McNabb
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