If I’m home in my town, I’ll grow bored,
Seeing the same bloody thing every day.
So I go out in the world and I see what it offers,
And for a while, all is okay.
Then I’ll miss the things, the friends, I left behind,
And I’ll fly home again with the next plane.
And there I’ll be, so very content,
Till I grow bored and restless again.
A cycle it is…😄
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so long till you grow bored and restless again 🙂 🙂
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It’s amazing how that vicious cycle works.
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Regards, Vipul Kunwar India (your story follower)
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