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seventies-starlet:

But I have a compelling urge to leave the country and never look back, I’m yearning for the feeling of being estranged, alienated, unknown. Strange graceful faces, foreign alluring language, Lavander fields, seas of green and the sound of birds chirping at dawn. I want to wander the streets alone, twirl around in the wind and feel the sense of freedom delight my existence.