Passer-by

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New city, new town
See how the lights shine,
Click it in your lens
Lodges and fine dine.

Live the dream for a week or two
You never want to leave
But one part of your heart
Calls for home, immediately

You look around and realize
This city is home for someone too
And some are missing this
Like you, now do

And you look around in a different light
A different glow, in your eye
This is the place of someone's
First word, step or first cry

You only saw the monuments
They see memories scattered around
Maybe their school days,
Or just a childhood football ground

You only saw the beauty
Stored it in your lens
But they have it encased in their heart
Won't need any appliance

You will look back to this city
As one of the tourist spots
But for them, this city
Is home to their thoughts

Thousand stories, lived here
And your story may end with a "hi"
Because at the end of the day
You are just a passer-by

-Sai

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