This was penned while drunk, and edited to remove very embarrassing spelling/style mistakes.
There was once a man obsessed with the idea of a life of total freedom. He was filled with the youthful prosperity of ideas untarnished by the harsher realities of age; and with this mindset he traveled the world. Each new destination he would be fed by a blinding mirage of new lights, places filled with strange exotic music and buildings built from the landscape itself. He would find secret, hidden places, and in these places he could experience love anew each night - the love born through finding and knowing something novel to oneself yet utterly familiar to another. In each city he left a lifetime of potential hopes and dreams, a trail of footsteps leading from heartbreak.
There was once a man obsessed with the idea of a life of total freedom. He was filled with the youthful prosperity of ideas untarnished by the harsher realities of age; and with this mindset he traveled the world. Each new destination he would be fed by a blinding mirage of new lights, places filled with strange exotic music and buildings built from the landscape itself. He would find secret, hidden places, and in these places he could experience love anew each night - the love born through finding and knowing something novel to oneself yet utterly familiar to another. In each city he left a lifetime of potential hopes and dreams, a trail of footsteps leading from heartbreak.
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