the days come and go like mile markers on a highway miles turn into weeks the years are brief stops to take a look back at what I'm leaving this time the valleys between the mountains the beaches along the coastline the storms between the Sun and stars all add color and begin to define the canvas the journey nears it's end a destination never planned if only we could turn follow the road back to it's beginning ...and start again
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