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you know when this town
is bathed in twilight
there will be a little seed
that drop from your hand
if you can this trodden-down dirt a road
does closing my eyes count as love?

if this world had been flat
the two of us would never meet
we were both running to keep a distance
but more, without reducing speed
nor matter how far were apart
as the miracles reapets itself we will come face to face again...