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So near and yet so far ,
That’s how you are ,
My Morning Star !
On my way to work ,
In the morning
I get your glimpse ;
And some evenings ,
In that crowded
Homebound bus ,
How happy am I ,
To find you ,
Right there , in front of me !
When I am taking my evening bath ,
You are not there ,
But your memories are ,
And what’s more
I know I will recognize you
At the next table
In the dim-lit café
Facing the sea .
On Sunday we always meet
At the afternoon show ;
Although you do not seem
To remember
Having seen me ,
At the late night show
On Saturday !
Then I light my cigarette ,
And send some smoke signals ,
But Ah !
You do not seem
To appreciate
My primitive ways ,
The way you look at me !
But I like your looks
So I go on smoking ;
And say to myself ,
“ I promise , I won’t smoke ,
If she would rather
Have me talk “ .
But how do I know ,
You seem to be so far ,
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