The lines stitched into Highways;
the never-ending seams,
on roads that are less traveled,
dividing you and me.
I wish I could unravel,
the fabric in-between,
and tear away the distance,
to bring you close to me.
The lines stitched into Highways;
the never-ending seams,
on roads that are less traveled,
dividing you and me.
I wish I could unravel,
the fabric in-between,
and tear away the distance,
to bring you close to me.
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