When people talk of you in the crowd,
My name too is spoken aloud.
They smile and turn their face away,
A tale of us the world will say.
If I walk alone on a lonely street,
Your name with mine they still repeat.
We were never fellow travelers near,
Yet the world calls us partners here.
What fate awaits, we cannot know,
But in the news, together we show.
Will we unite in time to be one?
For now, they call us two souls, one.
8.17pm 18 September 2025
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