No matter how much time you shared with someone
Even though you spent hours, days, and months
Sharing the same space
Sharing the same air
Those faces still hide so many mysteries
Strangers to me
Strangers their still are
Years sharing the same goal
Waiting for that time to come
And we still call ourselves strangers
And soon our paths will spread
And that’s when we will stop calling ourselves strangers
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