| STRANGER |
I was walking down the road of life, all alone with no destination and no home. Then I met someone who made an enchanted vision in my sight. My feelings soared, My heart gave out cries. I coudn't possibly got up to him, I was too diffident to do that What if I hear a No? I was too fragile to take that. But then we started to meet everyday. From the warm summer up until it started to rain. But sometimes gold turns out to be steel, A wave comes across and spins the wheel, He went away for the worse, I still couldn't give him a curse. I realized that I had to carry on the road, so I set off again and am still a lonely voyager with a few Memories of a Stranger. My heart has not given up yet, Because I know that on life's little Klaiedoscope I can still forever bet!
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