I look out on the calm
The rythm is soft and comforting
So my heart is not the sea
My heart is not the sky
I look up to the whispering clouds
The pastel hues sing quietly
So my heart is not the sky
My heart is not the trees
I look into their welcoming branches
The strength stands firm and unshaking
So my heart is not the trees
My heart is the road
It sits hard, dark, and cold
The world drives over it again
So my heart is the road
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