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Feb 2018
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
thoughts from before the sun sets
Written by
gbye  19/Canada
(19/Canada)   
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