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Her Wine Glass
A girly unto me,
passing time and she
expects us to arrive
at some time after three
I see her coming by
with a careful drifting eye
and brandishing a grin
that may just make me cry
We've been introduced
but lately it's no use,
I'm just a lonely man
with a love as yet unused.
But I know we'll never be,
and I guess that's fine by me.
Just walk on by and see
me smile.
Relate to me for a while.
