Cruel Joke

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Cruel Joke

Sometimes when I am driving
When it is late at night and dark as hell
No glow on the horizon to look forward to
I black out, for how long I don’t know
And when I come to I have no idea where I am
Or where I am heading
This happens more than I care to recollect
Finding myself driving to nowhere that is
In these hours God seems like a childhood memory of a cruel joke

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