I pass by a stranger,
We exchange a glance,
Our mental tango lasting for only seconds,
They have a mysterious glint in their eyes,
I wonder if they are thinking the same as me,
'Are they friend or foe?',
I guess we'll never know,
We both walk on,
Never to meet again.
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Book of Poetry
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