LXXVII

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I see a face.
A face that I can not forget.

I see you.
Are you one that I can not forget.

Why can not I forget you?
Why do you remember?

We have seen only briefly.
So why do I think of you?

I feel fear, however,
I feel happy.

I will not forget.
I want to see you again.

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