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Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger. You may see a stranger across a crowded room, and somehow you know, you know even then, that somewhere you'll see her again and again. Some enchanted evening, someone may be laughing. You may hear her laughing across a crowded room, and night after night, as strange as it seems, the sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams.