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Monday, April 28, 2014

Stellenbosch

Where rivers softly flow
Jacarandas bloom
And church bells ring
That's where I long to be
Streets filled with echoes of yesterday
Acorns and pines remind me of
Leisurely Sunday strolls
Where barefoot, on the Braak
We played
Stellenbosch, where childhood dreams
Has left me
My heart longs to be
Where grapes grow and wine flow
Where trees whisper and squirrels run free
Where generations of students go
Surrounded by historical buildings
Oh Stellenbosch
I carry your beauty
Wherever I go

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