Window
I came as they left
Our paths crossed
Words and swords
Cutting each other
Up and down
Fame and fortune
Unknown and poverty
Mixed us up
As we smile and frown
Without knowing who we
were
It made no difference
We reached for the same
goals
On dance floors
With rice bowls
Our main difference was
opinion
According to our
circumstance
We all deserved
A second glance
Anyway
I am
Faster than my past
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