Monday, 9 January 2012

My motto when I was free-running...


Freerunner on the loose,
All black and blue and bruise.
Roam wild in the city.
Mad perhaps, mad but free.

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5 comments:

  1. Kates11 January 2012 at 06:26

    :)

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  2. Kates11 January 2012 at 06:27

    we're all mad here

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  3. Chabada12 January 2012 at 18:05

    J'aime toujours autant tes textes courts, efficaces.

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  4. Rodolphe12 January 2012 at 18:07

    Pourtant j'étais pressé...(je sais, elle est nulle...je suis à côté de mes pompes...(encore plus nulle ?))

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  5. Chabada12 January 2012 at 18:16

    Ha ha ha ! J'adore :)

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