Sitting in a car…

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I’m sitting in a car,

watching people passing by,

and I’m thinking,

about everything.

How I make my own way,

through the cars, through the lightst,

yellow, green or red,

I don’t care.

I live it simple,

simplest as I can,


what are they?

There’s no rule that applies to me,

nothing can stop me,

My spirit is free,

My soul is light,

everything that I do,  is just,

sitting in a car.


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