The gypsy in me
wanted to travel
next town over, perhaps even farther
Troubles evaporate
like the surface of the sun
Meet new people
loved by everyone
Reality is, I already tried it
toughest thing ever had done
Stronger for it
thankful now
Blessing in disguise
No more do I want to run.
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Whenever I see a train or a plain going by, I am filled with longing...
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