How the heart bends
And summer she sends
A sky that refuses to die
With weeds of the sea
That wrap ‘round our knees
And a sun too hot to go down
You come around
You come around
You come around
You come around
You come around
You come around
You come around
2012/02/20
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“On a bicycle you rarely look back. If you decide to look it will be a short while because you need to quickly retunr to look ahread. A philosophy of life!”
Guillaume Prébois
Poster by Rik for Push Cycles
(via thechachiintervention)
