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Wanderlust You !

corporate wanderlust

The lines on a map trace out,
Like pronoia seeps in veins under my skin,
You bit me with your forget-me-not hazel eyes

And now I'm poisoned with constellations,
It makes sense though. Where you are,
Is where every road in my body leads to.

P.S - I am sorry to every one of you, really finding it hard to be in sync with corporate life and blogger life.


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