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Somewhere to Go - Aug. 21, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Aug 20
  • 1 min read

darkness is a void

until something is seen

 

dusk going in

dawn coming out

 

the tiniest bit of light

puts it on the map

 

just a little more

and today is ready

for the next road trip

 

it, always and absolutely,

 

has somewhere to go

 
 
 

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