Seattle
My family and I go to Seattle every year
It’s a tradition
We go see the market, look at the hotels
I remember the first time
Gosh, I was so little
We went to a restaurant
And saw a movie
Then walked around the city
5 years of tradition
And joy and happiness
I wish it would never end
But that’s what makes it special
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