You walk around these dawn like me, don't tell me you don't exist, we need to meet..
We won't get to know each other, disguised and clumsy.
We will walk on the roads.
We won't get to know each other, distant
from myself.
You will feel my sigh, and I will hear you sigh. Where are the lips that sigh lips?..
Say... the road is melting again.
Maybe someday we'll meet face to face.
Maybe we can take our costumes off.
And now I wonder..
When will it happen if that happens.
I'll know about the sigh.
You know how to sigh?.... 
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