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Mar 2020
Hello, my name is nostalgia
I glide in through the morning fog
On a bed of yearning,
How sweet, how mellow
No remorse in my welcome
Only longing, sweet-scented

Ah, Nostalgia!
You're finally here.
Hearts and flowers on a bed of roses
Homesickness, oh those arms
Your embrace, my home, my place
My thoughts, dancing around this nostalgia
Soaking in it.
nav
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nav  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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