segunda-feira, 11 de maio de 2009

Run for your life

She was running....running trough a long hall made of stones from top to bottom. She runned full speed and didn't feel like she had to look back.

It felt great while she was running. She had a smile on her face, her spirit high. The cool air whipped against her face burning lightly like a windy winter day.


To be continued

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