Strangers
No more waves
Nor hellos
Unblinking eyes
Blank faces
When passing by.
Are we strangers?
No shared past
No tears and
Good laughs.
Desperately
Pretending
To be strangers
To straighten things
That’s left
For us.
Perfectly strangers
Avoiding the twists
And turns
Despite the passion
That still
Furiously burns.
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