you are that guy that i met five years ago.
you are still the same
but with a slight bruise
near your heart.
i know you.
you had looked at me from the corner of the room.
you are still the same
but with a slight hue
of paleness over your soul.
i know you.
you knew me perhaps from a distant dream,
or was that me?
anyway,
you are still the same
but with a ting of resentment
at time.
and perhaps, me.
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