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Still, we are together
We just don't meet
And you don't bother
About pains in my feet
We still live under the same sky
Still reading some texts makes me shy
I still talk by using my hands
You still think time passes like sand
You still stay away from sweets
I still go on those streets
You still find rains boring
For me they are still love restoring
I still get aside after seeing pets
You still ride a bike like jets
My hands still get frozen
You might have forgotten
But we don't meet usually
We don't take time for each other especially
Things might have appeared to change
I'm thankful to you
Forgiving me this new infinite range
A version of me, slightly new.

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