NOTE: this is an old poem but I love my citymates and wanted to share this.

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Once you were gone
My life truly began
I got to know my own folks
Got to know my own land.

The kindness of others,
The camaraderie,
I got to know people,
And they got to know me.

A calm, stable warmth,
Like an extended family.
Showing their patience,
and caring unconditionally.

Hashan is my family,
Hashan is my home.
And though you have left me,
I feel less alone.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Miraman, in the year 999 AF.