Riding beneath the daze of jarring light on this frenetic motorway:
All the pieces of the goodbyes we made.
Rushing past the reasons why forgotten.
Remembering your street lights call me home.
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Riding beneath the daze of jarring light on this frenetic motorway:
All the pieces of the goodbyes we made.
Rushing past the reasons why forgotten.
Remembering your street lights call me home.
Cursive L
Looping recursive
into helix
on horizon