Randomness of an Insomniac (Well, 2 Insomniacs)

It's pleasing to the eyes
A happy thought inside
Running with each other
And can never collide
It’s like seeing the sun and the moon
Passing each other side by side
And they can never really collide

But maybe it’s really a sad thought
Them parallel lines
Together in a journey
Until the end, side by side
It’s really a sad thought
Together in a journey
But can never really collide

The End

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