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Time and Space
I think you are mine,
When you read my half-written poems,
Trying to figure why have I mentioned,
Someone else and not you in them.
I think you are mine,
When you exactly know,
Which song I want to listen,
After a long-long day.
I think you are mine,
In that time and space,
When you are you and I am me,
And nothing in the world matters to me.
