You,
you over there
with the short brown hair.
Do you know who you are,
have you been inflicted with the scar
of a life without any special one?
Me,
me over here
with hair flowing past my ear.
Do I know who I may be,
have I been inflicted with the scar on me
of a life without any special one.
Yes,
yest it is true
that I can be very, very blue.
But I have found my shining light,
that brightens even the darkest night
of a life without any special one.
You,
you over there
with the short brown hair.
Together we can find who you are,
and cure the pains of the inflicted scar
of a life without any special one.
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