Aachen, Germany

Rarely, we find all clear in many days,

From the roads, to the sky and beautiful rays,

All open, just like my mind, my emotions,

On the road where you walk in different notions,

Rushing, running, fuzzing, yet a sense of completion,

Rarely, you feel free in the frisking fusion!

But today it’s clear for me, my road to travel,

Living perturbed, but not ravel!

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