Sunday, July 26, 2009
Float in everywhere
Among the condition of the afternoon. In the center of Savanna meadow. I live on my own but not lonely as i ever think. I feel fresh and cpmfortable like fly in the air. I hear the leaves are grinding. I smell the draft of the grass around myself and taste of salty from the things that wind carry. Last, i can see the change of meadow when I'm flying on the air.
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