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Wanderlust
Oh how I crave to feel the touch of the ocean.
My skin longs to feel the mountain breeze.
This heart of mine seems insatiable when it comes to wandering,
To wondering
What this world holds and where my place in it is.
I search for new in the old and for excitement in the familiar.
How wonderful it is that you eventually find what you are looking for.
Tuesday 24th January 2017 8:09 pm
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