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One bicycle,
one ride,
one girl;
one search.

He saw her 
looking at him
through the glass
of the bus.

At that second,
every memory
of him and her,
rewinds on his
mind.

And when the
time played
again,
someone
paused him
on his bicycle.

It's her.
That girl who carries
those lost pieces
of his heart.
 
That one girl,
who brings
everything
he is searching
for.

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