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d o wn a win di ng r o a d

I've always wished for a place where I can conveniently run to whenever I needed to let out.

I've always pictured this place to be a lush green dirt track.

I'm cruising along this long road in an off beat scooter.

The sky is vanilla pink.

There is a soft breeze willowing gently.

It's in the evening.

The sun is setting.

I've also imagined that there will be soft Wilco-ish or some random acoustic music playing in the background.

I'm alone and there is nothing but an endless distance ahead of me.

Bliss.

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