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To whom it may concern
From who it may concern it starts
The passage of time and the beeting of hearts
I don't know who you are, and you don't know me
But I can re-assure you've been i my dreams
I don't know how to write this, I don't know how to explain
As I stare out my window the frost on the pane,
I constantly wonder, when we will meet,
The moment attacks that doesn't have to retreet
Where the fire in my eyes only resemebles my Love
Whispers and lovenotes pressed against the glove
That's been worn out by many, but worn only by few
The moment has Come and I've chosen you.
Don't be afraid, don't be all stressed,
There's no reason to need to impress,
When I see your smile I'll know It is you
To wear my glove, that has ben worn by few
I'm taking a chance, And telling you how I feel,
Don't for one moment think this isn't real
I know that you're out there, I know that you're here
I know that our moment is beckoning near
To hold your hand soflty and kiss you so tight
A candle's flickering flame burning so bright
That has been burned out by too many, but burned by few
The moment has come where I've chosen you.
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