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Night on the Freeway

flying across the soft darkness
scattered across the hills are lights like stars fallen to earth
on the radio, a haunting melody pours fourth
music driving her on,
it pushes, it pursues her
with aching questions
that swirl around her
her lonely heart sees all the lights
and longs for one to call her own
for a heart that loves her and for a home
she wanders the world endlessly
wanders the world
alone