I remember poem
I remember going to Italy when I was younger
The way the pear juice smelled
and how the aroma of pizza filled the air
I remember the dark chocolate gelato
The taste felt taste felt like a million chocolate bar in one
I remember the marble wall's touch felt as smooth as silk
I felt my hand relax as I touched the stone
I remember sitting in the back seat of a sea plane
How the beautiful Lake Como seamed to get smaller as we gained altitude
Each time I recall this memory, I feel a lot more relaxed
Thinking about the trip wishing I ways there
This memorable trip brought more culture into my life
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