As I went down the hill along the wall
There was a gate I had leaned at for the view
And had just turned from when I first saw you
As you came up the hill. We met. But all
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Even in the cities, we meet people on their way and we exchange a few pleasantries before going our separate ways and later we may wonder what we passed up
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Even in the cities, we meet people on their way and we exchange a few pleasantries before going our separate ways and later we may wonder what we passed up