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“Lost in England”

Lost in England, blissful memories, indelibly stamped upon Maria's mind.
The Fox and Pheasant, the Red letter boxes, it's people, so gentle and kind.
The Tudor enclaves, Colchester Castle, the Flint Lock walls, the Village Pub.
The sparkling Brooks, the British accent, the Union Jack and her ticket stubs.
Reminiscing over every minute detail, each footprint, each transient friend.
Like a celluloid movie replayed in slow motion, she never wants it to end.
Back in Moscow, life continues, but she knows that it could never compare.
To the feeling of driving down country lanes, the wind ruffling her tawny hair.
Reflecting on now distant memories, Maria's heart beat resonates clear
To England, home of Shepherds pie, served with a warm and frothy beer.
If I could grant her just one single wish, I know what she will say.
Let me visit England one more time, but this time, please let me stay.

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