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on transit

Endless Trip on transit

Here I am again,

In the exact same place I landed 3.5 months ago, this big airport with the glass transparent windows between arrival and departure halls, between coming and leaving, between rooting to flying, between the ground and the clouds.

The exact same place I've looked to the other side of the glass and knew its gonna be soon that I'll be sitting there, drinking my coffee and cowing some nuts, just waiting for my flight out.

I remembered thinking to myself, maybe it's just my destiny, maybe there is destiny in this world and I meant to keep on moving...



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