Posted in stream of consciousness

Passage

The passage of time

Of lines in the road

Or trees on the horizon

Seconds passing

Or years gliding

Through dim tunnels

And dark underbrush

How far we travel

Without realizing

How far we’ve come

See also: (I will never not mention this song when given the chance)

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