martes, 22 de julio de 2014

I call her HER, every time someone shouts "beautiful bike" "lovely" "I love it" I smile back, proudly. That's HER and she is pastel blue, and has a basket made of wood. We go to the lake, we buy fish together, we ride, smoothly through the park. We go for wine and fruits, Her and I, riding for miles and miles.

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