Outside the wind blows.
After the rain the road glistens.
The sun shines upon my face,
Driving here and nowhere else.
Tags: poem
Outside the wind blows.
After the rain the road glistens.
The sun shines upon my face,
Driving here and nowhere else.
Tags: poem
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