I keep getting myself stuck in my head, my thoughts, my feelings..
When i bike across the sea, the vieuw still amuses my eyes with it's shores and it's beautifull boats.
The sun shining on the water.. The birds sitting on the water, peddling with their funny feet.
The trees making themselves ready for spring..
Ah, spring..
That's where it all happens.. The magicall things.
You find yourself amused with all the pretty buttons on the branches of the old trees, persuiting their destiny. To multiply itself again and give birth to yet another generation of these beautifull and stunning things.
Have you ever caught yourselve gasping at your surrounding, looking at it's beauty?
That happens to me every day.
The sun shining on the water.. The birds sitting on the water, peddling with their funny feet.
The trees making themselves ready for spring..
Ah, spring..
That's where it all happens.. The magicall things.
You find yourself amused with all the pretty buttons on the branches of the old trees, persuiting their destiny. To multiply itself again and give birth to yet another generation of these beautifull and stunning things.
Have you ever caught yourselve gasping at your surrounding, looking at it's beauty?
That happens to me every day.
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