My Autopilot is screaming, begging me to take my hands off the controls.
It senses your presence, your trust, and your purity.
My Autopilot is certain that it can put its faith in you, just like I feel like I can do.
I sure hope that you are my path, the thing that I run with on a lifelong track.
But because of the past, I will brace for Uncertain Impact.
©triptucker
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