Descend

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When I’m on the road
I become friends
with the unknown
I make peace
with restlessness

When I’m on the road
I give it all my money
And pray that it’ll show me a good time

When I’m on the road
My body becomes the compass
I ask it, what do you want to do today?
And let it guide me

When I’m on the road
I become my highest self
I am where I want to be
And I am who I want to be

When I’m on the road
I wonder if it’s normal
To feel that good
I even feel a little guilty

When I’m on the road
I pretend time doesn’t exist
I stop counting the days
Until there are three more

Then I realize it’s time
To slowly descend from the clouds
Until I make my way
Back on the road again

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