Midnight Highways

Quiet dimly lit highways;
country roads overlook cows, sheep, powerlines.

Over the hills, an ocean of blue;
cold seawater foaming, spraying the shore.

Quitting the house, taking a midnight journey
through our memories;
we drive along those roads free as two birds.

No thoughts of lockdown, or a killer virus;
just wishfully thinking that we could live forever.

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