Strange

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The sun was beautifully shining,
That's why I've never see you coming.
I was a bit weary and still dreaming,
I haven't seen that it's you I'm bumping.
And so I cross the street,
Feeling a little curious and upbeat,
I saw a bleacher and sit,
Across, I saw your eyes and you smile so sweet.
Then, I leave and took the train,
Walking the street in the middle of the rain,
But I wonder how the rain stopped suddenly,
And there you are sharing your umbrella with me.
We were both heading to a café,
We get to do a little talk,
The rain stopped and it's time for a walk,
I never get to know how beautiful your name is,
And then I woke up, how strange that is.

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