Racing down tracks of life locomotively, doing figure eights
in my mind as I travel straight into depths of a solace made
just for my being.
Charging and delving constantly, never fading into the dis-
tance, moving incessantly to beats of another passage in this
life and time.
Making and breaking the wonder and awe of life and it's land-
scapes, truly adjusting and rearranging pathways standing a-
long sidelines of the next horizon.
Making way, taking me into the most splendid and awesomely
beautiful places never seen before, always placating my mind
as it races down tracks of life.
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