Wanderlust

I’ve traveled many places within my mind
Some full of light
Others so dark it makes you blind.
No plane ticket needed
No keys in my hand
Only the magic I see inside.

An inner voice of an outside world.
Sometimes leaves me far behind.
Where I am now
And who I like to be
Trusting this journey
Long before it comes to pass.
Holding on to each moment as long as it last.

A wandering spirit you can call me.
Traveling place to place
I don’t rest easily
Always in search for the next best thing.
Even when it’s right in front of me.

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