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Manchester

 

I longed for the moment I arrived in this beautiful city for years, once I made it my face flooded with tears.

A childhood dream finally fulfilled, all of my nerves of wondering if I would ever make it there are killed.

I notice under the bright lights and through the crowd of thousands that this city and I always had special connections, I felt that way about many places but this was one of my biggest corrections.

A place of history of happiness and sorrow, I will miss this city all of tomorrow.

A place of greatness, I’m so grateful that I had the privilege to have the ability to be a witness.

I felt like it is another home, Manchester is one of my mind’s many favorite biomes.

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