Everyday touches so many lives,
So many hopes passing by.
Ideas colliding, aspirations binding,
Never-ending tortures, dreams so high,
A single message, may each touch be a lesson,
You a half filled glass and a hopeful sigh.
So many hopes passing by.
Ideas colliding, aspirations binding,
Never-ending tortures, dreams so high,
A single message, may each touch be a lesson,
You a half filled glass and a hopeful sigh.
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