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meant to be Every day for two years she thought of him Every day for two years she woke up thinking he was next to her Every day when she would open her eyes she would find nothing One day he knocked on her door “I want you to meet my fiancee This is Marie” “It’s nice to meet you, Marie I wish you two the best” Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.