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I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime,Judging by the style.He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane,Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago.Right now, it's impossible to tell.I almost thought I saw him, standing, whistling on a bridge.I asked him the time, but when he turned around,I saw it wasn't him at all.I'm still searching.I'm still searching. I saw him in an airport, while he was sitting on a wing.And I waved to him, but I don't think he noticed me.I've got a funny feeling I know who he is.Mr. X (Repeat 14 times and fade)


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