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all the scenes in my head
flashed like headlights
of my former city,
lingered like every single
memory we had,
transformed into
a familiar, ethereal story.

never will i wish i lose
these wonders and beauties
in an evanescent, apological view
for i never saw you again
as vivid as the neon lights of
my former city,
lingering like the memories we had,
transforming into a familiar, ethereal story.

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