Someone is searching for her Shangri-la too..
A seemingly endless journey, a winding road the stretches beyond the horizon. At the end of this path lies our Shangri-la, in all its beauty, excitement and comfort. A journey most take alone. Solitude can be the best companion a soul can have. But at times, the silence can be deafening.
Along this path, it is with pure luck I meet another soul, in search of her destiny, carving out her Shangri-la. Weary and lost,tired but never to be broken, haggard but still her youthful eyes sparkle like amethyst in the rising sun. I look into her eyes, and I see myself.
Welcome to my journey, and I hope you will welcome me to yours.
Along this path, it is with pure luck I meet another soul, in search of her destiny, carving out her Shangri-la. Weary and lost,tired but never to be broken, haggard but still her youthful eyes sparkle like amethyst in the rising sun. I look into her eyes, and I see myself.
Welcome to my journey, and I hope you will welcome me to yours.
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