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| IUB, March 2012 |
how do i capture what my eyes see?
how do i seal what my heart feels?
how i bottle up this town?
the smell, the smiles, the light wind that gently touches my delicate skin.
maybe i will return,
or maybe it will be a bittersweet goodbye.
but, it will always be where i left a part of my love.
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