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hitchhikinthe early sun highways
sleepy speedy cars woosh past
creating a breeze my hair catches upon.Β Β The leaves under my shoes still sparkle from the dew
Last night under some tree
beans and tea.
thinking about the hobos, not looking back
but going forward in search of my truth
the tired-eye meditativeness of patience and hope.
I'm moving with the sun in the natural progression of past settlers
I will reach my truth at the merciless/FREE pacific coast