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They are both
strong,
unpredictable and
feels like home
Dear Grandpa,
London Have been the muse for lots of singers and poets. I know deep down in my heart that for me it is different from any other city.
My reasons of loving London is different than all of those poets.
London carried your memories, your courageousness, your love to knowledge, your endless stories.
My love to London is rooted from my love to you. Both of you my dear grandpa are parts of my being.
Me being here reminds me a lot of you. Every time I feel lost I remember you and your days here, and somehow I find my way again.
Every time I feel homesick, I go to those places you visited before and I feel your soul close to mine. Remembering you makes me feels at home.
My dear grandpa, I learned a lot from you, from your story, from your personality.
Me being here reminds me of you. How was your days here?
How much I wish you can remember, and remember me, so you can tell me about your stories in this city.
The city that was once your home my grandpa is now my home.