Paris, London, Venice or Milan,
I wanted to shop for a thousand mile,
Empty pockets and empty hands,
All I do is just stand and stare,
But I can't afford any of these wares,
These white people judge and glare,
For I have nothing to spare or spend,
The streets are so familiarly rare,
As if my presence can be traced everywhere,
Here in the cities I felt so freed,
I set my heart and soul in this district.
And then came summer to winter spree,
I felt the urge to leave this dream,
Back in home is all I ever wished,
To feel the warmth that I once need,
In the arms of love, I feel the beat,
No matter how time changes from now,
I will still give you my eternal vow,
Stay with me till the end of the world,
I really long for you to see me flourish.
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