Saturday 31 March 2012

Stranger

Everytime I look at you, I wonder who you are
Why you matter so much to me when I barely know you?
Why do you seem so familiar and yet so distant?
And yet, you matter so much
Oh you stranger,unknown and untouched
How much I wish to talk to you
But I know that as long as I live
You will always be a mirage

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