country roads are blind
and beautiful
not a single lamppost on duty
all the feels on deck
lit up by star shadow
uninterrupted
open to stay
or go
to feed
or be fed
in the smoldering stillness
of night air
the bustling solitude
of grass in the wind
dark
in the moonlight
i am lifted
taken to sights anew
in search of fresh vibes
in ancient skies
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