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I am not in that city
Where only one girl looks me pretty
Sometimes that roads call
And says look now my width is tall
Sometimes that marvels miss me
Where I made birds and tree
i lessly took my note book
Walls was my all in one book
So Those walls i want to see
Where I wrote A B C
Where i gone for hide and seek
Those rooms are calm now
Bcz
I only still there for less than a week
One stair was my favourite
Where I played some games
Now all looks me same
I want to spend an evening on that roof
Where I was made Bubble Liquid
I used to be happy by seeing bubbles
And there
I used to be shout like a goof
Actually That time was aloof
I miss that home
Where two people live
who really loves me
One called my father
And one is my mom../
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