Living on a highway of this mind, realizing every motion
is going forward, never stopping in the middle of traffic.
Listening to rhythms of tires, as they roll over asphalt
going in all directions, taking other portions of life to
be explored or discovered.
So filled with many experiences of this lifetime, taking
them on every trip and journey.
So perfectly energizing interior batteries, loving another,
traveling highways and byways together, locating centers
of imaginational depths.
Beginning to find ways into darkened nights of turmoil,
choosing and selecting appropriate avenues of progress to
follow forever.
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