So worn from talking this much
And what we found and what we've seen
As the road curves down
And the lights come up to meet us
Silent for the evening
We enter this town like new born creatures
Those I know O see a new
And the space between us is reduced
For I am human
And you are human too
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I must be on the road again, no time to write.
However, I want to break away. My life is rituals. I cling to them. Enough. Move on. Break away. Be free. I just want to be me.
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