Monotony crawling under the skin!

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There was a point in life when all I wished for was travel distances over the roads, the thrill of being out late, the empty streets, cloaked skies and silence for miles to go and then there is today, that traveling distances is my regular routine but the roads seem never ending, the empty streets spook me out, the cloaked darkness make me feel lonely and the silence of the nights have screams full of helpless cries and it is now that I realise how much I miss being home at the earliest!

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