trudging through a forest of people
we wade through a sea of faces
all the people we've met
all the people we've been
the people who talked in awkward pauses
and the people who chattered endlessly
the people who fought so hard they cried
and the people who laughed after every fight
the people who stole nervous glance at each other
and the people who couldn't stop staring
the people who loved each other
and the people who loved some more
but now they are all strangers
in a world of sepia yesterdays
we are what we are today
two lovers holding hands together
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