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Sep 2015
Travel bug!
that bit me a year ago
is spreading a venomous
scent of freshness within me
that I am being dragged towards
the inane spell cast by Nature.

And I am dying the dead life
that i had lived so far
and enjoying the craziness
spread by the venom.
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