14. 1st Trip (with her)

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I see you alone
Sit on the bus bench
You're watching the scenery outside
Vehicle passing by,
Blinking street lights,
The twilight sky began to darken

I sit next to you
Start a silence conversation
Maybe, must try several ways

"Want to hear something?"

I play a song..
I see you, and this song crossed my mind

"You are the reason"

-Mr. Untold

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