the road

This is the street I grew up on

riding my bike

wind through my hair

back and forth.IMG_1404

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IMG_1419This was a time when days seemed to last forever

sunlight never fading

late into the night

to be awoken again to a new adventure

and a new day.IMG_1414

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IMG_1432These are the streets where I have spent countless days

passing these signs

and laying down on the cool, hard pavement

counting stars.IMG_1438

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IMG_1455Solitude on the edge of a city

telephone lines etched in the sky

the trees watching me grow as I grow with them

these are my steps, watch me as I go.

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