A stroll in the park of my poems

29/01/19

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Wanderlust, from the moment I came to know about the word,
I knew that it defined me and my world,
Everytime I travelled, I lived a life,
I was someone else, a nobody with no dirt on their slate,
I can be free without shackles of responsibilities,
Far from the assembly lines of the cities,
Today, I fly with all my might,
From wings of this majestic flight,
Out of everybody’s sight,
To end my painful plight,
Of returning to the same routine after every night.

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