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“There is no one to meet me

Yet I’m all but surrounded

By the tears and embracing

By the joy unbounded

The friends and relations

Leaping over hemispheres

Transcendental reunion

All borders vanish here.


We are travelers traveling

We are Gypsies together

We’re philosophers gathering

We are business or pleasure

We are going or coming

We’re just finding our way

To the next destination

And from night into day….”


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Photog. Writer. Feminist. Anglophile. Bibliophile. AS Warrior. Lover of dark chocolate, tea, music, and travel.

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