I long to travel,
Be it moss or dirty gravel.
The joy and satisfaction great.
Every time its a new slate.
The people,buildings and cuisine,
There are so many things I haven't seen.
There is so much to see and explore!
I decided to travel more and more.
The thrill of packing,
All along laughing and clapping.
There are ups and downs.
I pack my jeans,casuals and gowns.
Then the destination glorious
Reaching it makes you feel victorious.
Then you have experiences for life,
You seeing me in my new place is rife.
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