hello.
i always know that you're not here.
you're out of town.
but you left something here.
you never take it home, cause it's not yours.
you never find it back, cause it's not your wishes.
you never think it twice, cause it's not belongs to you.
you're out of home.
but you told you'll be assist
not for me, for them.
not for us, for piece of us.
detached but linked by connections.
unbonded but obliterated by epoch.
ya, it's you.
the one who plays in urban life.
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