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Lying here alone. In an empty room. Thinking about you. I never saw you. I never met you. I never spoke to you. But my heart is calling for you. My eyes are looking for you. My mind is dreaming of you. But I am a stranger to you. You never saw me. You never met me. You never spoke to me. But still, my heart is callling for you. It's aching with loneliness. The day we'll meet, you will know my name. You will know my story. You will know my pain. But 'till that day comes, I am lying here alone. In an empty room. Thinking about you.
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
Stranger to you
Lying here alone. In an empty room. Thinking about you. I never saw you. I never met you. I never spoke to you. But my heart is calling for you. My eyes are looking for you. My mind is dreaming of you. But I am a stranger to you. You never saw me. You never met me. You never spoke to me. But still, my heart is callling for you. It's aching with loneliness. The day we'll meet, you will know my name. You will know my story. You will know my pain. But 'till that day comes, I am lying here alone. In an empty room. Thinking about you.
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
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