A lonely Travel
I am a
Lonely traveller,
with millions of flock of courage and passion
nothing will be dared to
disturb me.
Because the speed of my will, immenseness of my
thirst, the gravity of destiny are
fueling my journey.
I am alone but
Hundreds of reason are
caravanning with me
I am a lonely traveler
with millions of clocks of courage and passion.
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