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Sitting on a bench, looking up at the night sky while having tons of abstract in his mind. Day after day, walk on the same streets, sit on a same bench, waiting for a moment when somebody's feet stop traversing the sidewalk and simply stand, beside his lone figure and reach his cold hand while giving a smile that could shine between the darkness around him. Just like the moon shine the night sky. Hoping for doing the simple and yet so hard to do, promise of "i will be here for you." I will give you my trust and you give me yours, for as long as this world, keeps coming untied, i will be here to fix it, right by your side. But, no feet stop walking, they all have somewhere to be, until the only ones left, are my shadows and me.
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Sitting on a bench, looking up at the night sky while having tons of abstract in his mind. Day after day, walk on the same streets, sit on a same bench, waiting for a moment when somebody's feet stop traversing the sidewalk and simply stand, beside his lone figure and reach his cold hand while giving a smile that could shine between the darkness around him. Just like the moon shine the night sky. Hoping for doing the simple and yet so hard to do, promise of "i will be here for you." I will give you my trust and you give me yours, for as long as this world, keeps coming untied, i will be here to fix it, right by your side. But, no feet stop walking, they all have somewhere to be, until the only ones left, are my shadows and me.
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