We were in Barcelona. Do you remember? The time when the rose was still red. I was fascinated how beautiful Spain was, the sun shining brightly, people dancing in the streets with a smile plastered on their faces, and the food we ate, I missed it.
And then you told me we'll be back soon and visit more tourist spots we haven't visited. Do you remember? We were in Barcelona.
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Poetry"My heart is like an autumn leaf. Fragile and easy to fall.."
