but i can't seem to get around without meandering
and ive been stretching my legs at this rest stop for seven years
though i can't tell if it's from apathy or severed gears
perhaps i've spent too long living life as a mile marker
to pull up the roots, grab a key and try starter
they smile farther and farther away now-a-days
and instead of catching up i just mutter sour phrase
every side looks greener as a dot on that horizon
so, come on child, get up, and let's try to find it
posted by adam @ 12:55 AM
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