Once upon a time, infront my walls of steel,
in all our 'fakeness' we became real;
you comforted me with your fake hugs
and my fake laughs sounded like real ones.
But when there were no walls, right at the start,
in all our 'realness', we drifted apart.
The Earth orbits the Sun,
The Moon orbits the Earth;
no wonder our relationship's path
is also curved.
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