Weekend morning, Love,
Grasses squirm by cold dewdrops;
Greeted by the sun.
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Biking with those knowing how to race fairly is what weekend morning should be!
And when the ride is done everyone is just sitting at the river bank inhaling the smell of wet earth and scents of various plants under the sun that is hiding behind the rain clouds.
Happy weekend! π΄πΌββοΈπ΄π»π΄π»ββοΈπ΄πΌββοΈπ΄π»π΄π»ββοΈ







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