It's cold tonight Here out under a light So tangerine As I bargain with fate For paths to cross Like once before On a fated night Not too long ago Over conversation And intoxication From a name forgotten now I can't forget Almost irrational The lack of its 'why' The moment when Spaces between grew Spanned near eternities A space that demanded To be closed in paces And the question 'what's your name?' Standing under A light tangerine Beside a door blue

This is irrational, This is bliss. Why haven't I Forgotten you.

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