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May 2020
One step… Two steps… Three steps....
So small, yet I feel lost.

Standing still, my feet moved one step backward;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?

Chasing you, I took the 2nd step;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?

Going back one… Going back two…
Fixing my steps, I took the 3rd step forward;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?

...

Three steps… Two steps… one step…
So small, yet I feel lost.

Standing still, my feet moved one step forward;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?

Chasing you, I took the 2nd step;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?

Going back one… Going back two…
Fixing my steps, I took the 3rd step backward;
Why?
Your silhouette was standing here;
Where have you gone?
Your three steps... My three steps...
old willow
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old willow  17/M
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   Bogdan Dragos
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