#1757-Old destinations
23/05/2022
Flying away now.
To far away shores,
Where I once was.
It feels strange,
To visit the past,
Leaving today behind.
But such days,
Come now and then.
So let’s pack with a smile,
Step into the wilderness outside,
Leaving expectations behind.
For tomorrow,
Won’t mirror yesterday.
Life works not that way.
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