Thought - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
I thought all night
Then through dawn and day.
I thought about roads and directions,
I would go that way.
The freeways were wide
I six different lanes.
My car was alone on it's own.
But it was driving along with the others.
I can't always think I am alone.
I'm standing there with others.
Since it would be troublesome to be alone.
It be the car which would be driving with all others.
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