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Amsterdam

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The wind tugs at my hair
As I walk along the darkening streets
Of Amsterdam, silence
Floats with me, I'm alone

I feel the eyes of the city
Feel its breath on my neck but
I never run, I just keep walking
Slowly, so slowly

The houses turn their back on me
Trees bow as I pass by
At the end of the street
My mirror stares at me, I'm frozen
Yup.
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ZwarteZwaluw's avatar
But I think, somewhere, in those dark streets, there will be happiness running around, ever since it has heard your name, trying to find you... ;) :heart: