One did split the road
I stare at the marks
Those white strips are like
my memories forming arcs

Straight but also distanced
Faded and still clear
Lays bright on this black
Sheer courage on the fear

The cleavage in my memory
Divides uncanny recollections
As road splits further
Further ramifies you from complexion

I could be so disruptive
So does the course itself
My thoughts are all deserted
Well! Who does need help

So I walk with pretty line
Jumping across the fractions
And whenever you cross my mind
I lose strongest traction...

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