road winding slowly caressing curves each bend and dip memorized each tree beloved the silence is slumber but must we stop here? we could drive on forever and never look back at the road behind only we’re not that kind of people i believe this is our exit
road winding slowly
caressing curves
each bend and dip
memorized
each tree
beloved
the silence
is slumber
but must we
stop here?
we could drive on
forever
and never
look back
at the road behind
only we’re
not that kind
of people
i believe this
is our exit
Is it good or bad, if we are not this kind of people? I am thinking this…may be journey won’t be this much lively if we would stop. Nice write LittlePeace!
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