Strangers

On a beautiful day noticed by a stranger,
you aren’t classified and
you can just live being
Aware of your surroundings
When you aren’t judged and there is
nothing to be judged by
And there’s nothing that shows
only your appearance
to figure out the person in front of you.

You could start a new life
Where you could have no enemies,
Where you could start fresh
And become a mystery
To the stranger standing in front of you





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