To fly beyond this spec on the map
into the whole wide world
where the sun beats down harsh rays,
and snow falls like sugar.
Firecracker feet tap the solid ground
As music wavers and leaps,
and the smell of fresh bread wafts lazily
from the window of a nearby shop.
The murmuring drone of foreign words
Alien and intimidating
But if, by chance the code's uncovered
new ways of thought are found
And through it all, something's gained
Seeing the world through a different frame
knowing your place in a world of cavil
and that is why I like to travel
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