Life is a Highway

There is beauty in the mundane.

The lines of the overpass as it curves through the neighbourhood.

A car driving into the sunset.

Concrete blocks maintained and erected

so a city can run smoothly.

How is it we look at such things and think ugly

when they are truly nature in a different form.

Though a dandelion poking through the sidewalks crack is awesomely poetic.

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