Vagabonds on open street out Gonna sound vulgar in their shout. The homes and peeps round the road and it was everyone's destiny and code. The things i see as we don't do and i simply guessed its kathmandu. Spice and oil charred on food get an ache everyone should, this and that on open streets Momo and chilly smells, isn't it? Demands rise high then we do, and i got how it's kathmandu. Traffic in the busy road all over hanging, hoarding boards obstacles to walk due to construction materials before buildings because of the open shops in the evening. I'm harassed to see the things they do and it's of course Kathmandu. As the fashion, the package of love most couples date around the pubs. Few days blow with company cheers till one has handsome money. I can't imagine what else they do because it's really Kathmandu. Love flirts and bunking college a dutiful task between colleagues. No way they have good feelings in heart, only wants for the destiny they've thought. I can't accompany and move as they go because it's kathmandu, a deadly vow. Hi kathmand, what's up? take care.
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