The world will seem to be small
If you see same faces wherever you go,
The world will not be small at all
If you see new faces everywhere you go,
Even if you walk past a billion,
Even if you talk to a million,
The majority will not be someone
Who could be the closest one,
Instead of seeking for someone
Special among the zillion,
Look up to the specialty of people
Around you who're simple.
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