Highway Dreams
By rheadaria
Late at night I hear the highway callingIt goes on forever--pavement and linesWhen human life dead endsThe highway branches a new avenue.And dreamers like me imagine the travelersWishing we could somehow trade placesTo escape with our love of wander lustInstead of sitting on the dead end street. Written October 5th, 2001 © on Oct 05 2001 12:27 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Late at night I hear the highway callingIt goes on forever--pavement and linesWhen human life dead endsThe highway branches a new avenue.And dreamers like me imagine the travelersWishing we could somehow trade placesTo escape with our love of wander lustInstead of sitting on the dead end street...."