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Jun 2018
We stopped taking that route.
It was my favorite route.
The only one on my commute.
The oasis that turned the whole city mute.
With serene water on both sides of the roads
And trees with golden flowers as coats
They were only golden during spring.
Missed them this year to other things.
Will have to wait for another whole year.
Before I engulf in this route of beauty, my joy forever.
Written by
mussaratlyas  24/F
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