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i see faces everyday
stranger's stares
exchanging glares
faces i don't remember
except you
i remember a stranger in the class
a stranger at the streetfood stall
i hoped to spare a glance
wished a stranger to recognise me
if he looked over, would he finally see?
a stranger on the road
walking side by side
on a different route

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