This Route

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Alongside this Route there's large bushy green everywhere you look
Start driving on the road

The car unhinged along
Rattling, Rumbling, Jostling around
Startling as it jolts

Sweet fragrance smell of fresh earth
Dripping from the stormy sky
Swift winds swirling around

Usually sight once bleu
Now withers to a greystone swirl
Loneliest sky which fades to black

No cloud in sight
No sun shining bright
Nothing except for the bushy green

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