It doesn't seem like a bad idea to glide between the blue sky and the ground like a bird. Just let it wind, flush north, flush south, just let it flow, well, it's nonsense to be alone for the rest of your life, but it might feel good to experience a surreal day. Well, I don't have a plan for that.

The cobblestone is heavy and hard, making the ground in this country hard for me. Step through it, slip through the alley, and walk down the sidewalk. Endless incident of the day without finale. Initiatives are vigorously caught by fate. Series of detours without question.

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