I passed there for many times ,
Those narrow alleys were very nice !
I looked after you more and more
The details were shining more and more .
Those old houses with wooden floor every corner of them full of flowers .
Those flowers were red and white ,
Like the stars of the dark sky .
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Author:
BlueIrene (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: An old memory
- Category: Short story
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