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Who Is She?

The way she walks…

The way she talks…

The way she stares…

Looks like she cares…

Is there a way out?...

What is all this about?...

Let’s have some grilled trout…

With a tablespoon of beansprout…

I know her name…

But I want to play this game…

Not put her to shame…

But give her a bit of fame…

Why do we bump into each other?...

I really want to discover…

No words to utter…

Just a silent gaze and flutter…

We are near but distant…

Why is it consistent?...

Why such a narrow-minded resistance?...

Probably special moments, but not sufficient…

Is she hiding something?...

Her eyes are so touching…

Maybe a dream that I was hunting…

Not sure, let me just continue munching!!!

◄ Voice For The Voiceless

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