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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The truth is that I am happy only when I am sitting in the car, Between the place I have just left and the unknown destination. My happiness is unbound only when traveling; when I arrive, anywhere, It suddenly becomes a corner of melancholy and pain that bathes my soul. In motion, I find that elusive balance, A dance of wheels on endless asphalt, a cascade of untied dreams. Each kilometer, a story that opens and closes, A story untold, searching for a never-found ending. I am a wanderer of life, seeking through endless roads, Each stop a thorn in my chest, a knot of sorrows. Like a comet, I shine only in the flight toward infinity, When I stop, my light dims, and I gaze into a silent void. The car is my refuge, a vessel for my astral journeys, A sanctuary of melancholy, where the magic takes shape. I leave behind the masks of the world and become myself, A solitary pilgrim lost between points on a map. In the speed that carries me, I rediscover an ephemeral meaning, A meaning that fades with every turn taken, every defined horizon. When the engine falls silent and the world seems deafened by stillness, I find in the pause the most severe suffering. Each stop is a reminder of where happiness left me, Each place touched by my steps, a dark page in an unseen journal. With incomprehensible longing, I dream of endless roads, Of perpetual motion, like an endless waltz. Between departure and arrival, between today and tomorrow, I find the magic of a bitter freedom, a silent flight. I am a heart's nomad, a seeker of vague infinities, Constantly searching in motion, for a peace that never arrives. Thus, I navigate between worlds, between dream and reality, A perpetual traveler of destiny, without a place of rest. My happiness is like a migrating bird, Finding its joy only on the horizon, never in a settled nest. And in this dance of roads, in the melody of unwritten paths, I embrace solitude, melancholy, the magic of open roads. My happiness, an ephemeral chimera, feeds on the desire to be nowhere, In a world where between places, I find the essence of what I am, a passing soul.
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