I have wandered for five weeks
To see you for five minutes,
To trace your walking pace,
To touch you with my smile.
We're parting for a while
To keep our roles of liers.
In rambling, noiseless crowd
We hit our restless souls
With fraud, deceit, remorse...
That vanished in alliance
Of our diffrent souls.
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