Where lies begin,
All the lonely times started to come back again and again.
What is it that I love you for.
It's a desperate gamble on youth,
Or finally give it a go in despair;
In the unstoppable flow of people,
a certain moment
Will you look back at me?
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Simple and refreshing.
After going round and round, it was still the same one.
What else can stop separation and separation?