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Off the highway.

How do I do to get off?
These cars drive by so fast.
I am really rather scared.
Being a small creature
on a highway.

There are walls of concrete
everywhere around me.
I try to hide in heaps of fall leaves.
All the time the cars, the cars
hurrying by.

I am caught in a highway
without a clue of how to get off.




Fri vers av Åsa Gustavsson VIP
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Publicerad 2009-07-09 09:49



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