Oslo, I Love You
September 15, 2011
My dear city, how I love you,
though I sometimes escape you.
I will keep your secrets as long as you keep mine.
I do not run because
I want to escape you
some things you hold, they frighten me.
You will always be mine;
my home, which holds my heart.
I might escape to the peace of mountains, sweet loneliness!
Always, my love, I will return
no matter where I run
For you are my city and dear city, I love you.
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