Walking solo on the streets of life
Met you on my way
Holding my hand in your hand
You joined my marching way
No common agenda in life
With no common goal in sight
We walk together our way
Holding hands not to fight
Walking through the dark patches
Waiting for the Ray of Hope
Walking through the tough storm
Waiting for the Day Light to break
No wonder why are we Puzzled
No wonder why are we in Dilemma
Two diverse set of people
Walking solo in the street, yet together
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