I hate you. The fact that you are not as ugly as mine.
I hate your trams, metro, buses, trains
I hate it because it's so much pride.
I hate winter
and the way we can play snow like toddlers.
I hate the way you're rude
I hate it when you're nice.
I hate when you make me sad
even worse when I admire you.
I hate you it makes me sick,
it even makes broken-hearted.
I hate that I have to leave
where now you've feel like home.
I hate losing you: my super-kindly-lovely family.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.
I hate that I already miss you, Poland.
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“We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other everywhere.” (Tim McGraw)
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