I can’t really say where on earth we’re going.
I wish I could feel the joy of knowing.
But we’ve come so far.
Created imprints in the seat of the car.
Felt the rush in our face, the wind in our eyes.
And learnt to repeat our sweet lies.
Nobody’s turning back- were halfway there.
Already begun the rituals to claim and share.
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