I saw somebody yesterday
Who looked just like you
and I looked at him again
passed through, number of times
To let you recognize me
But you kept on doing what you were
And I knew it's not you
It felt nice to see you around
To assume, I can have a look at you
As much as I want
So, till the time he was there
I looked at him and I looked at you
and I felt in my heart
What I know can't be true!
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