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So at the nook of the broadway alley
Stood there was an old defaced stall
With an outdated dark outworn wall
Coverd with the fetching portrayals of Scotland valley

At the upfront shelf was a young lady 
Bearing a sweet grin on her baby face
Having the semblance full of grace
Working at that space that seems to be shady

Conferring her was not that hard
As she had a heart open for all
Engaging in talks that were small
Was the best segmet in her regard

Rushing every now and then to her
And savouring the sun down nattering 
But all those moments paused in a fling
As those vivid dreams happened  to blur

Our hours of gossip ceased to occur
As she moved to a place beyond our grasp 
Unhanding herself from the mankind's clasp
On a divine evening as she would prefer

As another year close in on me
Once again I was at the nook of the alley
Gazing at the shop and those depicts of valley
Reminding of the person who was now free

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