Wanderlust
The details of the world has me so intrigued
With its elaborate wilderness,intricate parts
I yearn to to be consumed by what the earth has to offer
I find myself misplaced and isolated with my own kind
But I find comfort and relatively peace with nature
It does not patronize nor complain
The waves take me away and trees guard my thoughts
The hills and mountains brings adventure
I am drifted away along with the clouds
I wonder when I will wander with no interruption
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