When you're young,
The whole world seems to belong to you.
Do you remember the night when
We used to watch the city
Through those windows?
Time would stop, and we could see the reflections
Of city lights in our eyes.
They're still there
But you're far away,
The only thing that reminds of you
Is a textbook co-written by you
That I use for my self-education.
Through these windows
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