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There have driven

Miles of vagabond road

Underneath our comfort zone

And the relevance of the time

We spent together

Is growing

Seeping into the middle of my mind

For the sake of argument

We are now bonded

Sacred in the moment

Wanderer and alone

As I am loved in the moment

Again. . .

Holding onto sordid actions

As if that line

Will rephrase my entirety

And coagulate something human from my person

As I am left thinking the thoughts

I wanted to think yesterday.