Endless stretch of grassy land
Bisected by the road stretched like a band
Not a single soul for miles in sight
Landscape bathed in brilliant sunlight
In my dreams I cruise on this highway
I’m all alone, and this is my way
Far from the city’s cacophony of noise
Silently I travel, this is my choice
Thinking, dreaming uninterrupted
In a smooth flow that’s never disrupted
Far from the realm of modern civilization
Detached from the sphere of human expectation
This is the way my dreams unfold
Being all alone gives me pleasure untold.
Passion...unbridled 
Yes! being alone is not being lonely. Good post.
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This is bold
For it calls for a lot of tries
So, ‘Lo and behold!’
As the path will surely make somebody wise 🙂
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Well said:)
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This is lovely when loneliness is not around … so important for people to be alright in their own skin. Thanks for this.
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As I have been insinuating throughout my blog, it is important but difficult for people (I think) to be comfortable in their skins…I am only learning to…
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same here, but I get too wrapped up in what other people think and my confidence desiappears
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Many of us writers are this way 😎
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true
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