Sometimes I wished
I was born 2000 years ago
Then I would be able to see him,
and hear him,
and maybe even hold his hand.
falling in love all over again...
But I do see you.
In the eyes of a child,
and the smile of the old.
In the tears and the laughter
of those you love.
In the words that I read
and the songs that we sing
And I know that one day, I'll see You again...
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