That gorgeous girl I spy each day,
At the station where trains dance and sway.
A thousand glances, met her eyes,
A thousand words, none a disguise.
Her shoulders bear meaning, profound,
Tears of longing, softly unbound.
I’ve seen it all, a witness true,
Even before our first debut.
Destruction woven in destiny’s thread,
Unseen forces that firmly spread.
A grin’s corner pulled by fate’s...
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