Posted in original, travel

Unfamiliar

I breathed the air
It was unfamiliar
The wind was foreign to me

The place was well known
Yet unknown as well
To me it was a mystery

My feet took me to a place far
But I did not want to return
I wanted to stay lost and never be found
This place I can all my own

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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