I just think about the people you casually meet, I have communicated with peopole on triond that I would love to meet in person.
When we met we shook hands, we were cordial with one another.
I meant to get to know you a little better.
That’s what I was thinking when I read the letter.
If it wasn’t for that bump, shoulder to shoulder,
and all of my 14 muscles I used to smile.
Pardon me, no excuse me, it was a friendly encounter.
We talked, we chatted for hours.
But in reality it was just for a little while.
So it saddened me that day.
When I received a letter, from your son saying you had suddenly passed away.
Good-by my new friend.
Thank you for that accidental meeting way back when.
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