Question  /7.

 

    

Have you seen

        that winding road,

            we all have passed, seen,

                wandered?

 

    Did you know it hot

       its black

           its one-way valley

                threshold hope?

 

    Wander then,

       see,

          be there

                or descend its slope,

 

    that

      breakneck speed

           yellow line

                destiny.



Photo by Kristin Hiler

 

 7.

 

 


 

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