driving in a three-lane road coming through, sometimes in a two-lane short and wiser street has been open, especially in rain was coming down like a rooster, eventually the blizzard came so hard enough like a packs of ducks to quack away in winter storms forever, a blue shady lightening bolts all the way down in broken glass sound
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-2-18
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