FOXY

penetrated the clouds, appreciate the landscape, the Earth is beautiful for so high. static snapshot on paper by the end of the pen. spend some turbulence, there are questions. hand in hand we are seeking, we resonate. and fall takes its course, peaceful and linear, i smoke a fine and fresh filter, the parachute opens, we laugh, we love, we rediscovered. some will land soon, each jump is at its own risk. i take, flying Mauritius.

if you ride like lightning, you're gonna crash like thunder
THE PLACE BEYOND THE PINES


S.R 17 - CHERBOURG - COUTANCES (FRANCE)