i am my own
car, and i drive it
towards a direction
on smooth wheels
fast and sound
tracks stretching
before my
sharp eyes
i overrun
not people
but my
limitations
i compete
against myself
against
the obstructions of my
intolerance for
failures
i like this journey
towards
an uncertain
destination
it is the excitement
of not knowing
it is travel for
travel's sake
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