By far I throw a glance
Discreet and insecure
But sincerely, earnestly I seek you
Looking for why you look, why try to love you
In front of you passes
And as always do not notice me
What I give you knead
I'll come home with a defeat
Every day this routine
I know you are my fate
Even when not taking a
Distribute learned forgiveness.
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