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My City Calls Me

I was there so recently though Thought my business has finished And I bid my farewell Everyone was quite happy and well But I hear a whisper of my name She calls me by my nick name With her naughty taunting voice That makes fallen post stand She says, she is sorry Sometimes she can't just get low She thought it could not went far That I could not go too far My city calls me back She says I am the best Not comparing me with anyone -though Just hearing at others' stories She says she is sorry Though it seems like she is high She just can't calm down All she need is just a fix

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