Blue skies,
Green grass.
Black asphalt,
Yellow lines.
Open road,
closed doors.
Quiet wind,
Loud engines.
Bright sun,
Dark nights.
White stars,
Gray clouds.
Where I'm supposed to be.
Apr 10, 2012
Apr 10, 2012 at 3:50 PM UTC
Blue skies,
Green grass.
Black asphalt,
Yellow lines.
Open road,
closed doors.
Quiet wind,
Loud engines.
Bright sun,
Dark nights.
White stars,
Gray clouds.
Where I'm supposed to be.
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