Usually the oddball sunrise was bursting with heat, the windless and bindless to be blown heavenly, not even a single and delighted cloud from the outcast sky, emburst the warmest weather, onto the feather would be melt away easily before, just and must to wear something cozy, when the sweatie month was occurred by, it smells like the Chaing Mai, Thailand days were steamiest cultures, the dreamiest part of life to walkable hike, to take your bicycle bike on the overstretched road, exactly same thought to put on and tied up your roller skates to driven smoothier than ever, until the skate boarders can be extreme and extraordinaire levels, overheard waves were up and down several times a row, it's a beautiful thought of the Laky land become bigger and larger in word of sound, to catch some hometown breeze coming through
Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-27-18
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