She is like a city
Stay with her for sometime
And forget.
She is a memory
Full of monuments
And richness
She has no dream
She is time
Without love.
She is mind
Lives in stones.
She is a city
Stay with her for sometime
And forget
She a trap
If you love her
She will make her tombs.
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