"Gypsy" for once
Its nice to become a gypsy once in a while.
* I got to know how big the world is within some 300 kilometers
* the running life right across the window panel,that smell of refreshing air brushing my face.
* you can see the distant ray of light passing away slowly when the trees and the world rushes blurring past,
*forget the world, just for one second watch through the glass and get lost in ones own paradox of memories.
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