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Those Streets
Today I went back to those streets.
Where the sky is still blue
Only one thing I missed
There was no me and you.
My memories came back.
Like secrets from a drawer
It gave me a peek.
From the back of those flowers
If life were a train
Where I met you by mistake
You took off to your flower land.
And your name slipped from my brain.
Today I went back to those streets.
Where the flower still blooms
Only One thing I missed
was loving you.
The flashbacks came.
Like soft breeze
Tickled my mind.
And disappeared like magic.
If we meet again
While walking on the streets
Be a stranger.
Like those unopened letters
Today I went back to those streets.
Where I again remembered you.
Where the sky is still blue
Only one thing I missed
There was no me and you.
My memories came back.
Like secrets from a drawer
It gave me a peek.
From the back of those flowers
If life were a train
Where I met you by mistake
You took off to your flower land.
And your name slipped from my brain.
Today I went back to those streets.
Where the flower still blooms
Only One thing I missed
was loving you.
The flashbacks came.
Like soft breeze
Tickled my mind.
And disappeared like magic.
If we meet again
While walking on the streets
Be a stranger.
Like those unopened letters
Today I went back to those streets.
Where I again remembered you.
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