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Dec 2018
When people ask me
What I miss most
About Japan

I tell them,
I miss the air.

That fresh cold air that hits your face
When you step out of your door,
First thing in the morning
That watery sun shining
Trying it's best to warm you up with the little bit of sunshine it has to give
Through that dribbling light blue sky
That sky that you can't really tell whether cloudy or not


That hope

That fresh cold air.

When people ask me
What I miss most

I tell them,
I miss the air

.
13.12.2018
That one thing about Japan you can find everywhere, whether Tokyo or Ibaraki or Yokohama. That one thing that gives me the strongest bout of nostalgia.
Written by
Jermon  16/M/Cryptus
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