I am
a traveler,
through the air
over the land and sea,
glimpses of the world
all around me.

Asia, shiny and gold;
Europe, neutral and old;
Russia, strange and new;
Islands, sunny and blue.

I am
a traveler,
wandering the globe,
never tiring of sights to see.
I am the world;
it surrounds me.

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