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To Travellers

To long bus rides To coffee and muffins. To home.  To tickets.  To luggage.  To strangers.  To elbow wars.  To awkward conversations. To smoke breaks.  To curious children.  To hope.  To excitement.  To books.  To movies. To music. To sleep. To phone calls.  To expectations. To changes.  To familiar faces.  To the neighborhood boys.  To head knods.  To hugs and kisses.  To old bedrooms.  To love.

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