sjluke
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CATEGORY
life
I gather my things - parts of me that will travel on this road called life
Moving on my own - no car or van - transportation less - no bus or train
I drive myself with my own two feet - a recurring theme for me
This is how I live my self - on the go - never stopping - gotta keep
it moving - no stopping - at this point in my life - this perfect point
is the sweet spot
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