Of cobbled streets and winding roads and getting lost I love to do
Of exploring high and low and finding hidden gems of street bars and cafes to watch the people come and go
Of evenings golden glow bouncing of ancient stones I hark back to fond times of travel as I knew it
Of a promise I make to my feet you will roam again
Of a promise to special friends we will will tea and spa again
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