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when we meet as teenagers
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Categories: words and feelings
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Decades of time passed swiftly, the traveler's footsteps in a hurry. Stop in the busy traffic, look back, the hometown of the alley lit up the dusk and warm lights, the aroma of the meal wisps of wafting, friendly call lingering in the ear ...... as if doing a distant dream, in the dream, those fragments called homesickness.