On d highway yet again,
Gazing at the twilight turn grey,
Speeding my way to the future,
My eyes are wide open for a new day.
Crossing the mountains n valleys,
The tunnels open up to a light,
Very few take this journey with me,
Everyone prefers a quicker flight.
Alone in the serene silence,
As the grass starts giving in to the dew,
The journey that take me to happiness,
My thoughts n the road ahead belong to you.
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