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I've been taught that there isn't a place more beautiful than barcelona The streets are placed with purpose and thought People mill about with only smile lines gracing their face The air tastes like citrus, honey, and sea breeze A paradise I've never known Sometimes I fear the paradise within it is one I've created Far from real And is the product of my own desperation Sometimes I fear the love in your eyes is barcelona
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
barcelona
I've been taught that there isn't a place more beautiful than barcelona The streets are placed with purpose and thought People mill about with only smile lines gracing their face The air tastes like citrus, honey, and sea breeze A paradise I've never known Sometimes I fear the paradise within it is one I've created Far from real And is the product of my own desperation Sometimes I fear the love in your eyes is barcelona
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
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