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Will You?

Why don’t we travel the world together?
It would be you and me,
Me and you.
Yeah I know the economy is bad,
The fare to expensive, but I didn’t ask for all that.
I just said why not travel the world together,
In a blink of an eye
Lets just say that we would travel there without spending,
It would be a roundtrip.
Where should we go to first?
Japan, España, England, or maybe China, Brazil, 
Goodness there’s so many places to go 
So choose.
First close your eyes and imagine that you are here with me,
Then hold my hand and imagine that we are traveling the world,
That we didn’t use a plane but that we could fly there,
That we could see those beautiful landscapes, that we could eat good food without spending a cent. 
So will you travel the world with me today-right now?

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