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RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts

in #art5 years ago

A new life.

She peeked out the window of the black vehicle that had hours running.
She took their bags packing their clothes, documents and dreams.
He fled from the city where his heart had been broken and his life seemed not to advance.
I dedicate years to a job where I do not manage to ascend, where her husband was unfaithful with a friend.
So he wanted to make a total change in his life, change his house and even the city, fill himself with new airs, in a city where he did not know anyone, so he just took a map and with his finger marked the city, impressed by his luck because he had never heard of that city, but wanted to continue with the plan, would not change anything, because his decisions so far had given bad results.
As she rolled the vehicle toward her new life, tears rolled down her face from being too hurt.
Tired to the extreme, therefore, she pulled her vehicle to a stop on the side of the dark road, she went down to stretch her legs and see the landscape of the distant city that would become her home.

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I contemplate the landscape, it was beautiful, but I felt so afraid everything looked so dark, so blurred, his tired eyes did not allow him to see details with tranquility, his tears clouded the landscape.
She was full of tears but full of hope, she knew that this city would be a new adventure, there she would find a new life.

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Thanks for your great story @jdbs

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