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·˚ ༘ Day after day, i walk the same streets, waiting for a moment. When somebody's feet, stop traversing the sidewalk, and simply stand. Beside my lone figure, and reach for my hand, a gesture so simple, yet so hard to do. To stick to the promise, Of "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮", we don't fight the same battles. But we fight the same war, and I'll give you my trust, if you give me yours, for as long as this world. 𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒊'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 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 shadow and me. ೃ -
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·˚ ༘ Day after day, i walk the same streets, waiting for a moment. When somebody's feet, stop traversing the sidewalk, and simply stand. Beside my lone figure, and reach for my hand, a gesture so simple, yet so hard to do. To stick to the promise, Of "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮", we don't fight the same battles. But we fight the same war, and I'll give you my trust, if you give me yours, for as long as this world. 𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒊'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 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 shadow and me. ೃ -
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