Monday, April 24, 2017

Joy of being alive

I was walking along the road, and I say a  girl waking towards me,  she was far away as I saw her, her shape, n walk was alluring, I looked and looked and as we drew close she was next to a motorbike, n my eyes alas stayed on the lines of the bike alone.  The joys of being alive

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