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My Travels

My travels start
Right here
Deep in my mind,
My travels take me just where
I please, I don’t have
To leave my warm room,

My travels start,
Sixteen, sun
Beating down,
Sinatra’s crooning Jobim,
And I’m just dreaming of my
Great romance to come,

I don’t need a little ticket,
Tells me I can take the train,
I don't even to risk it,
There’s no blistering sun,
Or driving rain,
And it’s here that I remain.

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content


It's a song lyric, dating from 2003, it should have stayed that way!

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Just road testing my last few pieces here to find out what to keep and what to discard, then I will have run out, and will make myself scarce.

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I'll think about it.

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