Sometimes i feel like leaving
I feel like living
Some place else
A journey to somewhere
Even to nowhere
As long as i move
To get in my car
Just drive away far
Run out of fuel
There pitch my tent
With clear intent
To begin again
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Amazing! I found it laconic, which I admire. Little words, direct and to the point with beautiful rhyme. Just so! Beautiful poem!