Lamp Post

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Standing nearby a smaller bench
Occupied by the two strangers
The girl is tearing apart
She was nowhere to go

Besides was a man witness the dawn
Offer a pieces of cloth called care
Setting in midst of light form
They're no longer strangers

A cliche scenarios of all time movies
Some passerby's cling their sweetness
Ignore the rumors set the plea
Strangers sometimes could still be.

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