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On The E Train

Oh how I miss my New York City

During a time when life was simple

Dance was all we knew, big stages, bright lights

We worshipped a little thing called opportunity

Took chances only the brave are capable of

We cared not about the thoughts of others

Life was simple

Oh how I miss my NYC.....

{~but I ain't leaving Miami baby lol :)~}

~Miami Culture Maven

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