Do you remember
The calm December winters?
The dropping temperatures
And the ear-covered mufflers
Resting our backs on the high wooden chair
Undisturbed by the freezing air
We were lost, in the moment,
Awe-struck by the wanderlust fervent
Hands held high
Heads swaying by
In an uncharted directionless vibe
Together in an inseparable high
No spliff,
Just the green rocky cliff
After a year’s mundane strife
– Karthik
The Scribbled Writings 
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