Halting by

You, stirring me in the head

Like a warm current flowing 

With the glimmering light

I, seeing the passers-by

Hurrying to and fro

Along different roads

You and I, coming across

As fast as flashes in course 

But we must admit: 

Our humans differ from other lives

By having memory 

It always recollects

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