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Illusion-Soaked Highway
Gazing across this long
stretch of pavement,
my thoughts are fleeting.
Familiar acquaintances
appear as apparitions
on the illusion-soaked highway.
Have I been here before?
That's hard to determine.
The trees cast lonely shadows
on the sand.
The sun sparkles on each grain
and gives light to the darkness
felt deep inside one's soul.
One can scarcely find beauty
unless he ventures into
unspoiled nature,
where the sky is free
to harmonize with the land.
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