Once I wanted to meet a million people

Once, I wanted to meet a million people
but then I met a million things in one
and another million in another
and it was beautiful
I don’t want my eyes to meet a million others
but I want to stare at one and find my million answers
I want to live them, study them
I want to kiss their scars till they feel unbothered
I try to not rush into things
I try to think deeper than faster
I can find something new in the old you in every moment I pass with you.

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