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Rated: E · Prose · Travel · #2237406

Sometimes you just need to clear your mind with a drive.

The road is so narrow
The path is so crooked
The hill is so steep

Yet nobody seems to notice
Yet nobody seems to care
Yet nobody seems to slow down

The miles I have traveled
The towns I have seen
The things I have done

Feel as though this narrow road
These crooked turns
And this steep hill

May be the only thing
May be the only reason
May be the only hope
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