lunes, 3 de enero de 2011

This road.

I always know where I am
by the way the road looks.

Like I just know that
I've been here before.
...
There's not another road anywhere
that looks like this road.

I mean, exactly like this road.

It's one kind of place.

One of a kind.

Like someone's face.

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