To the Yearners

Do you feel the call of the sudden Spring?
Do you long for the Open Road?
Do you crave to fly with an eager wing
To a beautiful antipode?

Do you long for the waves and the Open Sea,
And yearn for the Varying Shore?
Do you burn to be free, be free, be free
Where your soul may soar and soar?

Do you ache for the Land of a Fairer Day?
Are you sick of the Beaten Track?
Do you hark to the call of the Far Away?
Well, don't let me keep you back.
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