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When will you stop walking beside me??


It is raining..
The road is deserted..
We haven't kept the last fight behind us
I wanna touch your hand
I fight the thought
You seem lost..forever ..gone
I dare ..i finally do..
Put up my hand to touch you
Only to realize
You were never there..
When will you stop walking beside me??

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