I always see him..
Sitting alone in that chair..
I don't know why,
but I wish to see myself
sitting beside him...
He doesn't do anything,
He's just sitting there
but he make me smile,
I don't know if he see me..
but i wish i could make him
smile too...
I don't know anything about him,
I don't even know his name..
I just saw him,
then he make me smile..
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