Lovely little girl
Why are you thinking of me?
I saw you today, or at least I thought I did.
A silhouette that drew your very same figure
showed up upon me.
For a moment I stared wondering if this were yours,
when I realized was not likely
and figured out was just someone quite similar.
It's your fault, I'm afraid
because, the fact that you are certaintly thinking of me
makes my mind keep thinking of you.
Drives me glad, nevertheless
knowing that perhaps you still have me deep inside your heart
as you used to do.
Did I tell you this happened before?
Was at some sort of show
I could've sworn you were there
until I noticed you were not.
Always a pleasure
having you like this.
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