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#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes.
Pathways and places of large discoveries,
To hide in a world of trepid boundaries,
To run from a life made entirely...
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes.
Pathways and places of large discoveries,
To hide in a world of trepid boundaries,
To run from a life made entirely...
