Travel

I do not dream of far away places or new sights or beautiful cultures. I simply dream of escape. I dream of being on my own and finally living. For this reason I read. But no matter how much I read, those will never be my stories. I want to be my own person and find my own tale. That is not here. I care not where I go as long as it is away. Far away.

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