Cobblestone Streets

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Please take me to the streets,

The streets all filled with stone,

Where once I used to roam,

The voyage bared on my own,

Beyond the world of glass,

To strike it from my past,

A love too hard to bear,

Reminders everywhere,

Rain soaks my bones,

To remind me of my home,

With streets not filled with stone,

And where I cannot roam.

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