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No Brakes

I'm wheeling through the night
and no meeting car lights in sight.

The moon is hanging on the sky
with stars as background light,
lightyears away.

Am I heading home
or to a distant place?

Life is a race
back and forth.

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Publicerad 2024-02-16 17:32

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