Coming Out The Night

Coming out the night.

Rolilng past early-rising liquid gold sun scapes. Rolling across rising morning mist scape. Dark branch trees silhouetted against dawn, grey blue, pink-tinged fringed sky.

Coming out the night,

Heading with forlorn hope down road trip highways,to tired small town and abandoned emptiness where a new an unattainable dream lies just over the horizon.

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