Coming full cycle, throttle opened wide, steering straight
towards a wide range of mountains.
Seeing the environment settled into an inner view of life-
times spent on the road.
Traveling, listening to sounds that follow and entice my
entire being.
Thoughts rattling around, giving feelings of intense happi-
ness and joyful emotions.
Always running backwards, trying to stay away from pathways
leading into the future destiny of my being, tossing it to
the winds of fate before me.
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