Leaving on a Jet Plane
Our little getaway.
Just Kelvin and Jasmine
In search of the trail of neglected times
Above the familiar land we soar
Above the familiar land we soar
As the arms of the stranger island awaits us.
~ Taiwan ~
Till then.
As the sound of Summer diminishes, the evocative murmur of the days begin to beautifully blur.
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