I walked down the street dreamily as I always do,
Along I see a darkman short stout and thin,
With him is a lady fair tall and bautiful,
Completely in love with him as is so plainly visible,
They hold each other tight loking into each others eyes,
Words mean nothing to its all done through their sights,
A sudden sadness creeps within me 'Is there nobody for me? ',
Then why for so long have I been lonely I can't see,
Consoling my heart I take another turn,
And there I see another couple walking on the road...
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