It's funny
Years later
You book tickets
and they have the same magic power over you still
No age can defy it
no wisdom
I book the tickets, I forget who I was
I believe who I can be instead
It soars in you,
reminds you the world exists in you
and you in the world,
reminds you of mortality
and immortality at once
It's so like falling in love
Or maybe that's just what it is.
I sleep so well in its comfort.
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