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I think I could have loved you,
But my wings weren't made to soar,
And soon I found myself unable
To scale heights not scaled before
I think you could have loved me
As our ships passed in the night;
But a gust extinguished my candle
Before you could see its light
We may well have been lovers
If given the proper chance;
But why did the music stop playing
Before we finished our dance?
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