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A Dream Ended
He was a road. A road that traveled and kicked up gravel from underneath the tires.
He kept moving. The sound of his engine never stalling.
Like stars, he had a knack for wanting to shine bright , a knack for someone looking at him in "awe".
And yes, she did. She looked at him this way so many times , there wasn't enough stars to block her view of him.
Until the car started and he drove off
Never to start again .
He kept moving. The sound of his engine never stalling.
Like stars, he had a knack for wanting to shine bright , a knack for someone looking at him in "awe".
And yes, she did. She looked at him this way so many times , there wasn't enough stars to block her view of him.
Until the car started and he drove off
Never to start again .
Published 11th Mar 2020
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