Yearning
A dreamscape of woven wanting
Fingers trailing frozen roads
Hearts with a feverish hope
And souls yearning to travel to foreign destinations
To escape this ghoulish town
Minds exploding in a golden fire on the horizon
As we reach for that impossible something
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