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On the bus ride home from the beach A guy sits down next to me I turn from the window to look at him For just one second He stands up and sits on another seat We don't talk to each other We both say a lotta things -- "I'm alone. I'm not lonely."-Heat -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 210.54.148.202