Stranger.

Two different personas
Don’t even have a clue
Lines and graphs meet
Intertwining lives
Seen eye to eye
Touched soul by soul
Ideal identities built
Yet keen with secrets
There’s this history
Could be remembered
Erased or overlapped
Been part of the book
Destiny produced nor manipulated
Can’t read faces
Unmade interrogations
Then it’s time for the turning phase
And left the trail behind
Whether to follow or not
Curiosity’s fault
That welcomed new adventures
So just be a stranger  
I could meet again someday.

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