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No Roads in the Air - Sept. 29, 2026

Gary Hunter
11 minutes ago
1 min read

insights at 74

too limited, too late

too few to mention

 

flawed happiness

a butterfly with a torn wing

 I fly a little funny

 

but who flies straight?

no roads in the air

and even if there were

 

I’d still have gone offroad,

gotten lost

broken down

 

Don’t we all like to get there

the hard way,

our own way,

 

and hope

there’s a there their

 
 
 

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