It seems that we are different, with the love that unites us.
It seems that we are together, when our eyes collide with each other.
Silence or a crowd, and all to the contrary, I think all is a mere mirage.
Whether you realize it or not, but from the distance where you feel alive, some are stalking us.
The life you think you know what that means, before you meet with me.
(It seems)
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