the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 334 – The Drive Home

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Dreamt that I left this place
Rode along asphalt hills
Into skies of darkness
Veering around roadblocks
Engulfed in flames of fury

Here I find myself
Over and under, weaving through
Make-believe highways
Entirely constructed of freedom

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