Long road through desert,
Quartz under my wheels,
Pure and empty
Time here stands still,
Movement is slow
No reason to rush,
Cadence unbroken
By rubbery whoosh,
Countless miles
Emergence of thoughts,
Rear view mirror
Sinks yesterday’s worlds.
Long road through desert,
Quartz under my wheels,
Pure and empty
Time here stands still,
Movement is slow
No reason to rush,
Cadence unbroken
By rubbery whoosh,
Countless miles
Emergence of thoughts,
Rear view mirror
Sinks yesterday’s worlds.
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