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Nov 2014
Under a tree
In a park
A city once unknown
I buried a part of me

I wanted to leave myself there
In order to bring myself back
To feel the magic of the city
Once again I’ll find myself under that tree, I swear

I left pieces of my heart
In London, Oxford, Bath
I’m ready to move on, live my life
It’s in that city where I buried myself I’ll have my start
This was randomly inspired by my trip to England last spring and the time I spent in the little park across the street from one of the hotels I stayed in.
Jackilyn Teague
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Jackilyn Teague
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