Music is our only connection
Yesterday,
I couldn't get you out of my head.
You were always on my mind.
At night,
You were almost gone.
I didn't think about you for half an hour.
But then,
when I putted on my headphones,
the radio played a few songs
who reminded me of you again.
And it was a little bit too ironic,
to be a coincidence.
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