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I’m in love,

with places I’ve never seen,
voices I’ve never heard,
eyes I’ve never looked into.

I yearn for
the breeze of somewhere foreign
cooling my skin,
in a place far away from here.

I’m in lust,

with food I can almost taste,
with a dance I can almost get lost in.

I dream of a plane ride,
traveling somewhere I’ve never seen,
except for in my sleep.