...........the bus is speeding slowly only down the hill ....
...... the smell of heated tire is fading in the pages of an old book ...
it felt good
all blurred and beautiful
... traveling alone down the road to home...
... wasn't expecting much of anything...
not the book
not the driver and his dj - abilities
..........
I wasn't even listening recalling it back now
the luxury of getting away of Skopje
this summer and focusing on nature
for just a moment
.....moment of a pure beauty..
................
summer feels different more and more
as I'm getting closer
......... feels like spring .....
..... feels like home...
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