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Aug 2011
My favorite place is on that street,right above the Highway,
Where the cars pass,
I might have no clue where they are going,
But in that instance As I watch those cars racing by,
I smile and let out a silent chuckle,
My mind is at peace,
Maybe it's the wind blowing in my face,
But I think it's the uncertainty of where life will take me,
I think it is the uncertainty that makes me so happy,
Because in that instance,
the bad is gone and all I think of,
Are The Possibilities,
The moments in the future that I hope leads me to happiness,
Those cars hold people,
I have no Idea where they are going,
In life or in that car,
And I guarantee they have their own little adventure to embark on,
As Do I,
And There On That Street Above The Highway There Are So Many Possibilities,
Just Waiting for me or anybody to just take action
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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