Different landscapes
Different skies
Different sunsets and sunrises
This is the place
Where my road parts, my friend.
I have lost.
Yes, I have lost.
But my life has
A tune and a rhythm
A love to keep me
Warm through
Lonely winter nights.
And dreams
Filling my starry eyes.
I angle myself as to
Be able to see
The rearview mirror
Of my car
Driving on to the mountains
Bumpy roads
And thus this scrawl
On a sunny October morning.
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