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Kindred Spirit

Oh, cruel fate—

Don’t be deceived by my words;
meeting you suddenly,
I am startled,
for the first time today.

Leaving me in wailing grip,
you vanished—disconnected.
Why now this eagerness
to take me along?

So many grievances,
so many stories left untold to you.
I roamed endlessly, searching—
but no trace, no clue of you.
Whom could I ask?
No one here knows me;
no one recognizes you.
Tell me—where did you disappear?

O, my kindred soul—
only I know how I’ve endured
these days and nights.
Your innocent face, your gentle touch,
those sweet words, those lovely dreams—
all faded with the tide of time.
I have met so many, and parted from countless,

So much cherished, and so much lost.

At times smiling, at times wiping tears,
Wherever I was, a subtle ache lingered,
Deep within my heart,
And in the corners of my mind,
A waiting for you.

Do not judge my tears;
even I do not know
how much joy or sorrow they hold.
Seeing you here suddenly,
should I rejoice, or curse my fate?
Are you making a promise
To take me along?
or will you leave me
weeping,
lost in another fairground?

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