mandag den 25. juni 2012


The dew layed upon the grass that surrounded her in the cool morning breeze. The flowers tried to convince her to stay. The wind only whispered encouraging words. As the car started to roll, she was no longer in doubt. With firm hands on the steering wheel, she drove through the lonesome landscape. The radio was playing Riders On The Storm, and she had never felt so free.

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