Someday we will meet,
beneath the violent stars, abruptly on the street.
The recognition will flash
and all the alien tunes will turn our systems to ash.
It won’t be that easy,
knowing how we hate sentiments that turn cheesy.
But despite the decadence
Our time for loneliness has expired and we’ll embrace “coincidence.”
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We met by accident one day
Just coincidence you say
But I believe in destiny
And inevitability
For always it was meant to be
A road ahead for you and me
This day when certain stars aligned
Forever we to be combined
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Though cheesiness it may be
the spirit between the lines
aligns with the spirit that runs free.
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Intended in the spirit of cheesiness
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