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Paris


Days on end I woke up to the luminous sun shining bright With all of its might Endless ecstasy evoked Adventure Paris and Aunt P Enchanting. Places, like ladies from my lineage last longer than one lifetime, These days will stay durable and reminiscent. I walk the nights, and gently sail the days drafting my memoirs. Pages penciled in, the permanence of family is the only survivor of the earth
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