I think here I've reached the unknown,
I've reached a place I'm happy to be on my own.
I'm in a place where I can feel the city pumping through me.
I'm in a city where I can hear every whisper of the tree.
I can hear every laughter and every smile so soft and alluring.
All the words I hear are unknown to me but so assuring.
Every vowel here sounds so strange from my native tongue.
I feel like I'm learning again like as if I'm young.
It's strange to feel the arms of a foreign city blanket me.
Here I feel my heart heat up as if I'm pouring cherry blossom tea
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A letter to myself if I ever go on that magical trip to Japan and Korea.
Gabriella, please go and fulfil past yous' dream .
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The Bees, The Honey & The Bears
PoetryPOETRY FOR; For the ones bound like the bees, The ones with a soul as everlasting and pure like honey, And the ones with a spirit as determined as a bear.
