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Jan 2018
"We met at the wrong time, that's what I keep telling myself anyway."

Maybe we did meet at the wrong time.
Maybe we are not meant for each other.
Maybe someone else will come along.
Maybe you will meet someone else.
Maybe it was one time for a good time.
Maybe we will meet again someday.
Maybe when that comes, you will be mine.
Maybe when that comes, I will be yours.
Maybe then, we're both right for each other.
But maybe this time it's you, it's me, but not us.
"We met at the wrong time, that's what I keep telling myself anyway."
Kris Balubar
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Kris Balubar  33/F/NY
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