Streets which would take me straight to your heart,
And would make me sorrow when I am about to depart.
Not a single day I would miss to pass by those streets,
On landing there suddenly my happiness would increase.
Those streets leading to your warm home,
Nearing to your soul, the soul that I owned.

Those streets now suffocates me with the gushing wind,
Chokes me down to my bones and limb.
Such hatred grown for you
Everything suffocates me that reminds me of you.
Extremely those streets,
From where once beholding you would make my face lit.
Those streets that leads to our first and last meeting place,
Passing by those streets haunts me now, hope the memories somehow I could replace.

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