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(i) 

I have no right, to call out their names, 

When it was me who shut myself out first.

(ii) 

I ran too far. Away from the crowd. 

I ran too far. Then when I looked back, 

there was no one behind. 

And I, just standing here, out of breath. 

Hoping for someone could pick me back. 

(iii)

They do not know. 

But, in some other night, 

I was thinking of them. 

They do not know. 

Because, I was shutting them all. 

Them, who once made me happy.