Mytwosentences 55

This morning as the sun slid behind a deck of ominous clouds, I wandered down a clean dirt path that seemed to split a green landscape exactly in half.
I wasn’t completely sure if I had been to this part of town before, but the unusually fresh air and tall waving flowers welcomed a return if I could lose myself once again.

Written by Edward Roads

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