Musings on a Greyhound

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Riding on the bus
Goldbrowntan flies by my face
Hills are no obsticle, the mesas far away
Sharp
I love the desert
The space I need to grow
Do you see it as empty?
It listens and waits, never pushing
Patient, Quiet
Asking me: What do you look for?
Wisdom, love, punishment, reward-
Understanding
There is no what, only why
It's up to us to find the right whys...
Goldbrowntan
Goldbrowntan
Open road, endless choices
Why...

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