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Old Streets and Buildings
Verse 1
Winding narrow streets
Bright colored walls
Wheel rutted paths
Weathered old doors
Verse 2
Generations of stories
Like libraries of stone
Around every corner
A surprise to be found
Verse 3
A quiet bench to sit
Contemplate history past
Human events seen
Echoes that last
Verse 4
Sunlight only enters
These streets for short times
Sound carries far
As I whisper your name
Verse 5
Who knows when you trod
These streets so thin
I will continue to wander
Where you have been
Verse 6
1000 streets, in 1000 towns
I have searched to find
Love lost years ago
You memory burned in time
Verse 7
Cobbled streets are my grave
Stone walls my tomb
In a race to find
Against death too soon
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