Miles to GO

May 14, 2009
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The rubber grips the curving road,
as the wheel turns with each line.
The rearview mirror erases passed scenes,
Revealing new images.
Talking is forbidden,
but thoughts lay out on the open road.
Hands gripping, carefully slipping,
Stepping on the accelerator,
Not knowing the destination,
Sometimes crossing the line,
But becoming boldly wiser with each passing mile.

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