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Many places I have been to,
But none would suffice if I'm not with you.
A tower is just a tower,
a sky scraper, nothing more,
but when your hand's in mine
No place is such a bore.
A wall is just a pathway,
A river is just that.
But my favorite place is in your arms.
It's where I like being at.
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Polaroids Lost in Time
PoésieOriginal poems, short stories and lost polaroids. Some sad and others bittersweet.
