That you should be here too
I never came here on a whim
He said, I came to meet with you
Well what a strange coincidence
For my route to here is new
My being here is chance indeed
He nodded yes I followed you
So what is it you need from me
That determined your pursuit
I heard how you had died last week
Now here I see rumours to refute
What happened then has been and gone
I said to reassure the situation
It seems you haven’t grasped the fact
That we are both an imitation
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