Travel
To get lost in the world’s everlasting trance
Rarely moving, afraid you’ll miss a second glance
Amazed by all the sights that you see
Venturing to any place makes you feel free
Eloquent the old cities will always stay
Love for traveling can never be washed away
Copyright © Cheyenne Marbury | Year Posted 2014
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