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if a soul could soar
tired old cars traverse the roads they’ve worn down,
cheeks lift briefly to life-long friends.
flying fossils flit over this old town,
ever-present water flows through stagnant river bends.
i would drive away.
away, away, to anywhere. or fly
to ranges of mountains or roaring seas,
to cities of anger or enveloping peace.
i would drive to coastal sunrise laps
and bridges of which i’ve dreamed,
fly to places hidden from all the maps
where rays of sun have beamed.
but i drive through suburbia,
and fly inside instead.
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This poem tells the story of a person who wishes to leave the place they've always been, but cannot.