Life is a short drive,
though the ways be long.
A journey twists and turns
before it can be made straight.
He drove many cars,
most had six windows.
in each window a girl, or woman
peered inward.
one was named ‘love’,
she looked through the front windscreen,
likewise, those named ‘fear’,
‘loathing’, and ‘sorrow’
looked through the four side-windows.
Lastly, the one named Sophia,
(she who stays faithful...
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