see,my toes laughing

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always like sitting at the back of lorry.
one morning;its my second time through the road tunnel underpass.
noisy, hot, dusty.
theres two end,the mysterious middle path.
warmth,the speed,the "just right" noise pollution(at least to me)
every moving vehicle;in high speed.
in this dimension,i feel crazy and at peace.
out now.
it seem time to get on,drag your feet.
time to bring the little one to nursery.
good bye,i wonder when can i return to the humble space.


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