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I was thousand kilometers away from you, when a stranger bumped into me he asked me where I was heading off he asked me if I'm lost by the dead end I remember answering that nothing to worry, as I used to go solo and travel alone 'though he offered me help, I refused it's the kind of kindness I can never repay Years passed by until it comes to my senses, how could I ever grasp his helping hand while your fingerprints are still all over my skin? while your voice still resonates down to my toes? Youth was all we ever had, and no matter how far I've come to walk away every time I wander it goes directly to you —I am running in circle
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
Running in Circle
I was thousand kilometers away from you, when a stranger bumped into me he asked me where I was heading off he asked me if I'm lost by the dead end I remember answering that nothing to worry, as I used to go solo and travel alone 'though he offered me help, I refused it's the kind of kindness I can never repay Years passed by until it comes to my senses, how could I ever grasp his helping hand while your fingerprints are still all over my skin? while your voice still resonates down to my toes? Youth was all we ever had, and no matter how far I've come to walk away every time I wander it goes directly to you —I am running in circle
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
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