Vika Ronges The walk

In the flow of the day

As the time passes by

Sometimes I meet people

In whose face I see mine

A stranger, somebody

His look is so warm

Her eyes are just stunning

She’s glad they’re back home

An old man or young one

With smile or sad face

There’s always somebody

No matter the place

So you’re never lonely

I know what I say

And you feel the soulmate

Here comes the new day

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