Shadows move on tarmac. Patterns like water, light made fluid by the breeze. An engine starts and the moment is broken, shattered by the lorries roar.
“I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.” - Tom Robbins
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Nice. :-)
Inspiration pops up in the most unlikeliest of places.
Paul
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