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Your city

Fold your clothes into your bag

Don't forget your advil,

You'll need it for the jet lag

 

We both know this is it;

We can keep it terse

Just take our picture,

Fold it up

Keep it in your purse.

 

The city is waiting for you

And we ain't nothing new

You can see what they say

And maybe I'll see you around one day

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Written by
merrick-mctaggard
Canadian
Published
Oct 11, 2015
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"I just hope one day- preferably when we're both blind drunk- we can talk about it" JD Salinger

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