14Juillet, Bal de pompiers
(not my photo)
Time changes. Old stories end, new ones comes along, ones of them turn your world upside down, turn it to be an unfamiliar speeding train of joy. Friends leave the town, timeless memories getting sweeter. The bitter fades, though it stays unforgettable. Expectations rise, lifting reality to higher powers. Thanks god the sun is warming the air, thanks god it's summertime, i wouldn't handle it if it was cold.
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