Driving on a glass road
Below is a world of buildings
People, cars, the world isn't talking
Road seems to tilt upwards
Towards the sun
It almost feels like I'm flying
No twists, no turns
Everyone is happy
Below is a world of green and blue
I'm still driving
Landing among the fog and blur
Difficult to tell if I could be falling
Or if this is all a simple hope
Breaking through
Below is a world of smiling clouds
I knew this was true
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Find Yourself
Poetry"Somewhere over the rainbow I wanna sing with the blue birds too" {Find Yourself: Somewhere} 🌔 Hell...
