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Driving in the desert
dust behind the wheel
looking for a reason
to cool off how I feel
Want to find a new way
to live my life for me
driving til I find it
a place I want to be.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
The Sunday Muse #176
Stine Writing 
Sometimes there’s nothing left to do but… I hope she finds it ❤
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Keep driving…you’ll get there.
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Just filled the tank again….Lol!
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Finding that place is an everlasting task.
Compromising most times makes it happen.
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Jim, you are exactly spot on! Compromise isn’t so bad.
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Good luck, and don’t drink the water!
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Cool – rhythm and message.
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Thank you!
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I can just see you tooling along with the breeze in your hair looking for that place you want to be. Lovely rhythm to this.
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Thanks! I like your vision!
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Great rhyme … deeply filled with meaning. Not a simple task when rhyming.
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“Driving till I find it” – that new life. I really liked this.
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Thanks Sherry!
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Many a trip and journey has taken place for that reason. Cool write Christine!
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ooooo…this reads like a chorus to a favorite song.
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Cool. (As you cool off!)
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