that separates your world from mine.
Yet our feelings are still the same.
Trapped, curious but not knowing why?
For our understandings under the mercy of senses and feelings.........
You swimming and I walking.
I can't see your tears falling, neither can you hear me cry.
So we stop asking questions, hence there are no answers coming by.....
Your world, my world, separated by this little fine glass of difference
Of what?(while we both have the same fragile life)
Trapped, curious but not knowing why?
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