Your Freeways calm my restless soul, like rushing rivers destined to the unknown. Your open sky cries out for a slower pace, but the rush is too addicting and there is never enough of more. I am humbled by your vastness and how I cannot see the end of a road. I am watching out for trees and flowers and even better the smile of a child to know that sanity is everywhere, regardless of where I am.
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