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“It was just like a movie It was just like a song My God, this reminds me Of when we were young”

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“Once upon another time Somebody's hands who felt like mine Turned the key and took a drive Was free

I recall the sun sank low Buckley on the radio Cigarette was burning slow So breathe

Just yellow lines and tire marks Sun-kissed skin and handle bars And where I stood was where I was To be

No enemies to call my own No porch light on to pull me home And where I was is beautiful Because I was free

Once upon another time Before I knew which life was mine Before I left the child behind Be

I saw myself in summer nights And stars lit up like candle lights I made my wish but mostly I Believed

And yellow lines and tire marks Sun-kissed skin and handle bars And where I stood was where I was To be

Once upon another time Deciding nothing good in dying So I would just keep on driving Because I was free”

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Melancholy, Edgar Degas

Medium: oil,canvas

https://www.wikiart.org/en/edgar-degas/melancholy-1874

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The moon is beautiful

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Fall Colors of San Jose | Joe Dsilva

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https://jasperschmidt.tumblr.com

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高野山 by バライタ

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Talking to the Spirits (by Milamai)

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(Source)

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R E D by Thomas Roux

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A trickle of water coming out of the dark - Haute Route Pyreneenne, July 2018

photo by nature-hiking

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David Moum

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“May the flowers remind us why the rain was so necessary.”

— Xan Oku (via andantegrazioso)