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Something About Places

On cities built on the foundations of faith,

Where every crossroad reminds me of a memory,

Of cities built on traditions of my existence,

I carry every place like a souvenir,

In my heart with your names,

I carry every map like a direction,

That leads me to solace,

Even when you're not here,

Even though I wish you were,

But I'm here and here for a reason,

As my heart build cities of memories.


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