Apr 2, 2007

Nov 13th, 2005 at 09:46 PM

i put my blue jean, and my japanese coat on, then my loved sneakers.... i should call them flying shoes......
I got out and as I them on i began to fly, as usual, my feet barely touched the ground as those magic shoes made me run and jump...and fly over the asphalt and the earth...

ever experienced so intensely the mere daily shopping for food at the market?

I looked at me in the mirror before going out...and those matching gold hair and ray on the jacket let me wonder...are you back european girly?...yes i guess, falling leaves and chilly cold wind brung me back to the roots, I'm the wandering wild free once again.

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