Life is a journey
And I'm a traveller
MY JOURNEY is composed of two destinations
All are like just a place to stay
Can not call them homes
All i am is a stranger for both
Getting sick of being here and there
The time I spend in both is limited
How could it be?
Will I ever settle down?
Maybe, but after many years...
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