The journey taken
too many times,
too many times,
now passes by
without making
its preference felt.
without making
its preference felt.
It doesn't
bother me
bother me
that the curves
in the road
in the road
now seem
so very straight.
so very straight.
You need to
start worrying
start worrying
only when
the destination
starts to simply
pass by too.
the destination
starts to simply
pass by too.
And becomes
everyday.
everyday.
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