Life is a long walk
along a crowded
tree-lined street.
As you enter one,
the trees and the people
and everything else
are the future,
as you walk past
they are the experiences
and once you have left
the road to enter another lane,
they become memories.
along a crowded
tree-lined street.
As you enter one,
the trees and the people
and everything else
are the future,
as you walk past
they are the experiences
and once you have left
the road to enter another lane,
they become memories.
I really like this one.
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