Highway

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4 AM and y SAT prep book lies before me, and by now I have accomplished more than usualThe sound of cars on the highway is the only thing that separates me from silenceand my ongoing thoughts are what separate me from sleep.
Alive I am Alive yes I am Alive My bones tingle with the energy of life itself The energy of life surrounds me it protects me it cradles me, guides me guidance
As I speed down the interstate the only thing I see is headlights and tailights for miles. Driving is a passion that keeps me sane, helps me escape, makes me smile. Speeding along,
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