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Cities
by Sylvan SylphIMPORTANT NOTE: This is a piece of a longer writing project. You can view the entire project here: Cities

The following is a piece of writing submitted by Sylvan Sylph on August 25, 2008
"Praha (Prague) is a beautiful old city. It's also incredibly cold during the middle of the winter. It was completely worth nearly freezing off my extremities to spend a couple of days exploring it. "
Praha
Praha, beautiful city, filled with shining lights,Sometimes old and weary, somehow new and bright.
Endless winding streets whisper of ghosts from long ago.
Open ancient squares are full of faces I do not know.
You speak to me, in voices I do not understand.
I am an awkward stranger in a beautiful, native land.
You’ve chilled me to the bone 'neath the darkness and the lights.
I don’t know how I shall be warm in my hostel room tonight.
Yet there is no coldness in my heart; no need to make amends,
As I sit amid the warmth and smiles in the comfort of my friends.
And I know in my heart, with a depth I cannot comprehend,
That I shall miss you wholly when my journey comes to its end.
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