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Strangers


Sitting here in this crowded room

I look at you in front of me...at a distance

And you are looking back at me

             I try to find the words, but your lips are moving

             I crash into a million galaxy of stars

             They have departed to keep us apart

                     The rule of eternity comes to mind,

                            and I know we aren't meant to be.

                 You are from a different world...and I, from another

                  But you got me falling for you

From the first day, we saw us

You inspired me

But I am not far from falling for you

We always keep our distance

We are never meant to be

Never too late in time...STRANGER !!

 

 

 

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Pius. YAWALELE A. Abioya

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