While you are singing
I feel like evaporating
But don't wanna die out
I wanna swing in the air
So you can see me clearly
Yet in reality
We are locked with anxiety
We are afraid of talking
We are pondering while sitting by each other
We are not lonely, actually
Memory,
Like a man attending a ceremony
It belongs to no one
But you and I take it seriously
We are lonely, really
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