Poem I made myself.
Places where we were born, places where we live
Every time we say goodbye
We always stay in this place
I’ve tough in coming back
But it is never too much to remember
That when the years are running trough our eyes
We want to stay with who we love
When our paths came across
I knew there was something special
And no, this is not a stupid thing to say
I was always dreaming about you every night
Of the times I always wanted to hug you
Remember only one more thing
Love is to be shared
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