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I have our Someday planned
We’ll meander worlds hand in hand
If our feet tire of walking
We can just stand
Or sit or lie
Or float or fly
It matters not the when how or where
Only the why
That crawled into our hearts & minds
Before we left each other behind
But this isn’t the story of then
It’s the story of a future when
You teach me your world
& I show you mine
Then we’ll combine
An album of all our favorite parts
Craft anew with loving hearts
A fresh world of dreams to start
Our own tomorrows
Someday
We’ll meander worlds hand in hand
If our feet tire of walking
We can just stand
Or sit or lie
Or float or fly
It matters not the when how or where
Only the why
That crawled into our hearts & minds
Before we left each other behind
But this isn’t the story of then
It’s the story of a future when
You teach me your world
& I show you mine
Then we’ll combine
An album of all our favorite parts
Craft anew with loving hearts
A fresh world of dreams to start
Our own tomorrows
Someday
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