Tokyo Summer

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This city has changed so much, it's seemingly grew more youthful as opposed to me. But these emotions will never die, as long as that tower stands tall.
This city has changed so much, it's seemingly grew more youthful as opposed to me. But these emotions will never die, as long as that tower stands tall.
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The city air bustled with an electric tang. Neon lights pulsated in the glistering summer shine as drinks clinked and bicycle bells ringed. Couples would run through crowds of people, laughing and having their hair flow in the wind, hands embraced. What a time to be alive.

The bus swerved onto a straight road, lining up a shot of Tokyo Tower in the distance. I could myself going back in time 50 years...
The same neon lights beamed in the same summer air. Banners waved in the cool winds like sails, displaying the numbers, 1964. I was only a teen back then, naive and unaware of the complexities of the world. My world was as small as me. But seeing it's bright red coat in the cloudless azure sky... I'd never seen anything so tall and beautiful. All I remember then was holding my girlfriend's hand on the trolleybus, experiencing the beauty of youth... a time of discovery and fresh emotions.
Something I'll never feel again, but have surely treasured. Those memories aren't lost in tears

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