Trailing the marks left behind,
scrolling through the faces like the pages.
Pinged and turning every hind,
downing with every ages.

Subduing at every journey,
traversing through the mountains.
Twist and turn like earthly gurney,
finding the way across.

Mist and fog tailing all the way,
small droplets covering window shield.
Green and greenery keeps it sway,
bumps and landslide rock the mind.



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