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What does lonely look like?

alone

Who parked this old car beside the little creek and walked away from it? What roads has this old car explored? Did it carry gangsters on the run-away from some bootlegging crime? Did lovers elope in this car when the finish was still shiny and the windows kept out the rain? Did a father and mother load their children into the back seat for a trip to church? Did it carry those who were grieving to a cemetery and wait quietly under rustling trees for the mourners to return?

After miles of mystery, it seems that this old car has outlived its usefulness now. So, it’s come to rest in a quiet valley of grazing ponies — under the watchful eye of the Rocky Mountains. Mice living in the remains of seat cushions. Birds nesting on the dashboard.