a ten minute drive

about a ten minute drive away
just past the river and down a bit
the world is a different sort of place
than i’d never think about, or know,
except that i drive this way sometimes,
and i realize this is how it is:
that the world’s too big to know everything,
and that’s fine, so long as i do not think
i do

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