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JOURNAL # 41 I try to escape in sleeping
I wonder away from sore thoughts
by singing softly to myself
these days
in a sense
it's like I've become my own child
I'm not so sure that I can better
communicate this
there are no detours nor scenic routes
to this road
there is just
this road
and I must travel it I know
the driveway at the end of my trip
is my destination
and I long to hear the crunch
of that particular gravel beneath
my thankful tires...................
(Oct.10,2012 1005am)
