Along The Freeway

A plastic pink tiara,

Sits lovely caked in grime,

Along the freeway,

In the sun,

Glittering as if were mine.

I pass without a second glance,

the moment then is gone,

and set to coast my moving thoughts,

the road and I are one.

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