My daughter goes to Italy
I always wanted to go
I drive to Three Oaks instead
It’s closer, doncha’ know
But it’s not the same.
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Why do I resist the urge
to travel far away?
What do I think will happen?
I don’t know where I’d stay
I don’t know if I’ll like it
and want to go back home
But it’s the same
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And then there is the airport part
and planes that fly, oh God, my heart
I want to be adventurous
Instead, I find it treacherous
and some how out of reach
and after all is said and done
I just go to the beach
But it’s not the same
not is not, but the fact that you talk about means you may want to get out and away from what stops you… I just flew back to Italy a few days ago from California and it’s really worth the trip, the airports and the extermination of any fear. once you move you’ll realize it was shadows holding you back and they get smaller and smaller 🙂
hope you get to visit here…
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Thank you for your thoughts! It gives me some hope. I love the way you said that: “you’ll realize it was shadows holding you back and they get smaller and smaller”
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🙂 you are very welcome!r
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