Walking into the Side Street..
The Town was like an Ashtray
with full of cigarette disposals & smell of garbage
I was "Walking" there all alone
"You found " me first there with other Stray Cats
with hair of the colors in red, yellow, gold and orange
inside their Brown & Black original colors
"They" stayed together
next to the Bridge Girder
With their shivering shoulder next to each others
Then I started talking to " You "
"You" replied to my " Words "
I realized quickly that " You speak the Same Language as "Me".."
So we started to talk
Talk until our Summer Festival Dream is over..
Started over our longest Dream into our reality ..
In That Spring ... till That Summer ends..
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