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I ALWAYS IMAGINE


I always imagine
What it would be like
If I ever walked
 By your side. 
I always imagine
What will my heart feel?
To know that
You cared for me.
I always imagine
What I would say to you?
Will I sing out your praises?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I always imagine
What you would think
When you’ll know
What you mean to me.
I always imagine,
What will you say?
If I say, because of u
I was never astray!
I always imagine
What I would do?
Will I stand in your presence?
Or in awe of you be still?
I always imagine.
I always imagine...






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