End of the Road
Photo and Text By: Mark Jordan
Out back, old cars rest in gentle decay,
Rusted metal softened by the dimming light,
Paint peeling, seats worn and torn,
They are quiet whispers of past journeys.
Miles traveled are many,
Their stories held in the deepening dusk,
Each dent and scratch a testament to experience,
A glimpse into days of exploration now hidden.
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