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Hello Again

San Francisco

If I were to pass you by 

Would you notice me 

Would you find me in a crowd

Among faces on the street?

If you were to hear my voice

Would you stop and turn your head

Would you remember every word

That I have ever said?

Would you call out my name

Would you smile and say hello again

Would you be the same/ashamed

Could we could we ever be friends

Or are we just two strangers on a passing train

Sitting in a restaurant

Or at a favourite café

At the station headed home

At the end of the working day

Do you ever think of me?

Do you ever see me in your dreams?

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