On roads sprawled out before me
Golden visions fill my head
My tempo tuned to rapid plans
Away from detour routes unread
The speed of my excitement
Glows too blinding for my eyes
Drawn onward by magnetic force
So strong that nothing else applies
Set my store on hopeful closes
Turning pages on new looks
Where journey thirst is leading me
To a house of unread books
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