A World to be Discovered

January 23, 2015

Small town.

One way of life.

Space for an open mind?

Definitely not.

Eighteen years

Twenty-eight faces

Small town.

Vast world.

Glorious mountains,

Green Forests,

Islands among the ocean.

Home is where the heart is.

Thousands of miles away

Unfamiliar territory.

It’s a whole new world.

Smelling,

Feeling,

Hearing,

Tasting the things I never knew.

A world unknown.

A world to be DISCOVERED.

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