There are two places I'm most at peace
When I'm singularly positioned on my parents couch
In the home that I was raised
And the other is when I'm spread across the world
In what can be described only as foreign
Foreign soil brings me peace of mind
My heightened awareness abroad
Helps to vacate the focus of life's turmoil
Wanderlust is a drug
And I can't get enough
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