Do you remember the kiss you were losing yourself in? The sun kissing your neck? Blue skies with no sorrows. Colourful moments in Marrakesh, I remember in my heart. The city of love without you, my love. * I wished you would be there once with me. Stories of 1.001 nights, make me feel, I
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