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I never dreamed that such a man existed,
Much less that he would feel the same for me.
And so this towering wave I've not resisted,
Allowing it to sweep me out to sea.
How strange to meet as words flashed on a screen!
Soul-to-soul: no sight or sound or touch.
How strange on such a phantom friend to lean
When the pain of breaking up became too much.
Yet stranger still when love and even passion
Borne by words alone swept up my shore:
Real love, with all the power to refashion
Life in its unending urge for more.
The Web has given us this special grace:
That love might break the bonds of time and space.
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