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Sep 2013
the highway
sets the travelers pace
i tried not to notice
all the exits look the same.
So forever I will move
like the world that turns beneath me
i don't know which way i'm going
and i don't know which way i've come.

(When i look into your eyes
it's like watching the night sky)
but i can't escape the inevitable,
at midnight, the sun's a fable.
Sophie Monigatti Lake
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Sophie Monigatti Lake  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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