Northbound on a journey far beyond
The imagination of a mere student of life,
Trekking among loosely floating ideas
Taking in deep breaths of liberty,
Drawing out mind-maps of newly forgotten dreams
Dreamt on nights where candle-light was king
And the North Star was the reigning bling;
Seeing life in full volume, hearing all its yellow splendor
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