Your vendetta travels with you;  
caught up in your spell
I dance to the beat of your drum.
It is not my drum.
I try to give it back
but you won't take it!
I can't play this drum,
for the skin is smeared with blood
you are waiting to spill.

Travel has a way of making you see the essentials. I encourage you to escape your comfort zone this year, and remember what you truly have.

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