Reminiscence: From Me To You
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Reminiscence: From Me To You
Tell me a story. Tell me your story.
On how you became distant from the people you loved,
On how you became invisible in the crowd.
With all the scars that you hide and the tears you let no one see,
Afraid of the stares and whispers, with broken soul, you flee.
Now, that I've seen your shadows and lights,
Would entering your life be right?
Pictures and paintings of you, it is from me.
To you it has always been the letters of the starry galaxy.
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