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it's forever—an eternity.

I met her in January,
I smiled till December,
My friends asked me,
"Why are you so happy? "
I replied,
"I met her in January. "

"It was a very long time ago, "
They said to me.

But she doesn't have an ending,
As if she is not affected by:
Time and space.
Meeting her in January;
it's forever—an eternity.