Two roads running along side each other.
The try to meet but don’t bother.
The seem to meet and then depart.
Running along side each other forever . Though to the outside world they seem all shiny and clever. The rough patches, the crumbling blocks and fine cracks . All seem smooth . but only from a distance and there is some old sooth. The roads just travel daily . As if lying there by habit they have nothing to do. Stuck to the habit of running along with each other like a glue
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