Routes and maps and strange new places,
roads less traveled, changing faces.
A different person looking bored
behind the counter at the local gas station.
One more pack of cigarettes,
one more lover's smile,
slowly crossing fresh-kissed lips
as memories blend into miles.
Tires hugging gravel close,
another track to leave behind.
One road older, a few trips wiser,
changing lanes, one more night's ride.
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