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As I was walking through the streets,
most of the days were misty
I am not sure about the seasons
Atmosphere seems to be cloudy
with an emptiness in front of me
Sometimes I feel scared to look straight
from where I learnt the habit
of looking the ground
Rarely my eyes saw you
Heart saw you frequently
but seems to be unrecognized

I was afraid to talk with you
as i know
we differ a lot in our likes,
dislikes, tastes and visions
Heart realized the distance between
you and me
Never I wished to disturb you
Never I wish to come in your path
Enjoyed seeing your happiness
from distance
Tried to be with you
in your sadness