100 Years A Day That inner space appeals to me The freedom of the free being free, but outside I can only see the inner of the outer me. One day I'll be grown up, thrown upon the scrap heap with the other useless things. I hope Santa brings a fast car for me, I see another being free in speed, I guess we all need something now and then to make this #life more bearable.
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