Isolating myself on the pavements, I watch people passing by. Looking up the birds in the sky, wishing if I would ever get to fly. For every moment, I look on the pavements and sigh. For some reason, I just can't stand but to cry. Each second I see people together holding hands. Cute couples with their friendship and love bands. In every eyes, I attempted to glance. For every step they make, watching for troubles to stance against. ...
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