The Roads To...
The white lines of this road I ride
They pass before my eyes
As I ride the many miles along
Seeking out my prize
Each day I ride’s a new one
Though the mirrors show the past
The where I started each new day
To ride this road at last
But what about today
Those times I stop to wait
Do those white lines keep on moving
While I, I hesitate?
Oh no, they stop there with me
Then I resume my course
For I am moving forward
With an unbreakable force
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