Travel is rebellion on its purest form. 
We follow our hearts
we free ourselves of labels
we love control willingly
we trade a role for reality
we love unfamiliar
we trust strangers
we own only what we can carry
we search for better questions, not answers
we truly graduate
we, sometimes, choose never come back.

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