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the drive

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curving stretch of highway
undulating over the hills
dipping through the trees
bright with fall glory
my eyes stretch
and can't hold it all
somehow i move
dreamlike through
this panaroma
too vibrant to be real
i realize i have become
one with the landscape
skimming over the hills
heart singing in rhythm
needing no destination
only wanting to forever be
lost in a soaring sensation
of eternity