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Feb 2017
Friday foggy night and I was wondering, just wondering
As I noticed how silent the city is that I once used to live in
How silent I was not anymore

This is not the place to be, I thought
As it only wanted me to lay my head on its shoulder
How loud I had become
The city I grew up in
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     Mary Pear, JR Fay, ryn, grumpy thumb, Glass and 7 others
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