Anonimity

So many lights glimmering around
So many souls unknown
There is no language in common
I am just wandering on my own
Shades of trees can’t be seen
under the shadow of moon
Quality of artificiality has grown
Anonymity is sharing its room
One face that sooths your eyes
Feels like an ember of July
That one soul is everything you need
To make your dreams fly.
In the rush of sleepless night
One touches you in the forevermore

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