i thought i was getting to know you
truth is i don't really know what it was, what is thought
you'd rather find someone else
i know nothing of others
though i think at times i can guess
will i always be wrong, i don't know
i always wanted to be the one
who deals with regret swiftly and decisively, then forgets
but i'll be thinking about you from time to time
i do think about the places i've been
and the people i've met and seen
now you're there in the museum of thought
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11.03.17
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