Another tower blinking red
unsettled by revolving tread
the road lays down before me
but I watch the sky instead,
that hazy yellow hemisphere
to which unfocused eyes adhere
becomes more indiscernible
the longer that I peer;
this wry insensibility
while shrouded in futility
reveals the path unfolding
which resounds with possibility.
Are You Reading Me?
Keep your eyes on the road! There is no limit to how far you can go if you get focused!
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