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PERHAPS!
If we ever meet again; maybe
Up on those crossroads, perhaps
Decades must have passed
Since you saw me last
My skin is frail
And my hair is now grey
This heart had stepped off, it seems
From the scale of time
It often gets anxious
Upon every pretty face
It’s always ready to break
On something young and new
Those that have parted ways
When have they ever met again?
I don’t know!
Yet, I often find myself, strolling
Upon those streets from the past, perhaps!
If we ever meet again; maybe
Up on those crossroads, perhaps
Nick Kler
