small escape
the wind was blowing
trees were waving as if saying goodbye
the lush undergrowth was wet from the rain that was here earlier
flowers up ahead in the field had tears
but smiled none the less as the sun came
beautyful colors warm and bright
though the wind was chill it did not matter much
because there are worse things
monster, man, 47 jaar
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