It all started with the trigger, an unbearable pull, also known as 'WANDERLUST'.
There is some allure of the hills,
The raw challenge, the chills
To respond to it and conquer them is a must
And only just,
For then shall I satiate my wanderlust!
Compelling it is to travel,
Ignore if you will, redoubled it’d strike,
And burst forth, the unbearable pull,
The maddening ache of wandering,
Of getting lost, and discovering.
The pleasures of going the distance!
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