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Nov 2012
When I see you on the train. you only take a quick glance.
No you dont know me , but tell me your name. Lets take a chance.
Ask me out for coffee, lunch or dinner.
Yes I'd let you kiss me right now. We could both be sinners.
Ask for my number or just give me a smile.
Take a seat next to me and we'll speak for a while.
Instead you continue to take glances.
And we miss out on our chances.
Then either of our stops come up.
And we walk out on who knows maybe what could have been love.
Ari
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Ari  nyc
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