You have to be able to find the magic where you are now,
In this tiny corner or the world.
This city of ours where the smell of coffee permeates,
and the graffiti litters the walls,
Where Cafes and laneways scatter through the streets,
Where the culture explodes in your face.
Find the magic in your own corner of the world before you go looking for it elsewhere,
In other cities, other states, and other countries.
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Golden days
Поезія"She was free in her wildness, she was a wanderess, a drop of free water, she belonged to no man and to no city." -------------------------------------------- Let me show you the beauty in the world, Let me show you the stars in your veins, Let me...
