the one

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When I met you,

I didn't know;

And you didn't either,

I don't think anyone did.

That maybe you could be the one.

Maybe we could be happy and free,

In this world of misery.



Maybe, Maybe not.

No one knows,

So I'm going to give it a chance,

and see.

Maybe, Maybe not.



You could be the one,

No one will ever know for sure,

unless they try.

So why not?

After all,

I could be the one,

or you could be the one.

Maybe, maybe not,

Who knows?

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