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Leaving the city I once called home feels like lea

Leaving the city I once called home feels like leaving a part of me behind in the ways and smell of the city and building upon the values the city taught me with a vivid smile and strange peace. Leaving a city I #oncecalledhome feels like coming out of a tiring meeting, like escaping before the city could claw me again. I am flying back from Bengaluru to Delhi and I feel rather relieved to be leaving this cold city for some southern warmth. #Collab and share how would you feel leaving your old city for good.  #YourQuoteAndMine
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Leaving the city I once called home feels like leaving a part of me behind in the ways and smell of the city and building upon the values the city taught me with a vivid smile and strange peace. Leaving a city I #oncecalledhome feels like coming out of a tiring meeting, like escaping before the city could claw me again. I am flying back from Bengaluru to Delhi and I feel rather relieved to be leaving this cold city for some southern warmth. #Collab and share how would you feel leaving your old city for good.  #YourQuoteAndMine
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