A train passed unnoticed In the mirror you glanced Danced with my eyes We played the guessing game Same lines, a different card Start with an object spied I beat around the bush for Countless turns But I knew you'd seen The same train as I
My passion is ... forever compromising my ability to be rational I know too much about ... knowing too little My parents always told me ... to take a stand My childhood ambition ... was to fool the world with what I actually know My favorite memory ... is made constantly in the past year Why I write ... To understand things better My first job ... made me realize that work is not where I am meant to be My best moment ... is saved only for me My inspiration ... today has no idea
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