We met in a chatroom on


               It was fate, great.  It see, was destiny.

            Two people away so far, matched by the stars.

               We, each other, got to know.

               A relationship that did grow.

            We did talk on the phone.

               A friendship with no end.

     June.  We said we would see each other soon.  We did.

            We had a great, fine, time.

           It was fun in Burlington.

              Three years flew by.

             A tear from an eye.

              We still talk on the phone.

               We're not alone.

              We're friends.                

               We're apart, it's hard on a heart.


            We hope to see each other faces.

            Together in the same place.

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