I smile
and laugh to myself
when I pass
the road side sign
that
says in green
exit here.
it means nothing now,
when
once it was the world
I lived in.
a path towards home.
I fly by
with hardly a thought
these days.
the music on, the windows
down,
i'm
on a different road.
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