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Feb 2016
How strange to
miss
a city.

Like saying:
I miss the way you were loved.
The way you felt busy and full
I miss your gloom your cold
your
sidewalks that felt
                           (foreign)
with
new boots to fill and new skies to kiss.

I miss you like a city.
I could navigate your walls
For
      ever
Gabriela Lorraine
Written by
Gabriela Lorraine
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   --- and WoodsWanderer
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