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   ©I gently blow on the dragonfly's wings so it will fly away. I watch it flutter up into the big oak tree, that I am sitting under. Squinting because of the light mist which has magnifyed the suns rays. I look out across the beatuiful rolling hills, that lay before me. A few trees scattered here and there. The day is so perfect I have to wonder if I am dreaming. Its not to hot nor cold, and I am completly alone. There is no one in sight for miles. As I look up into the tree, a gentle breeze rustels the leaves and the dragonfly flys away.

   Slowly I stroll over to where I lay my bike, wishing I could stay in the moment forever. I dread going back to the town of ugly shades of grey, brown and black. Where polution fills the air like an evil that lerks in the shawdows of your best dreams. An evil you always feel is there but ignore, sort of like I was feeling now. I quickly look around, feeling the eyes of someone upon my back. Yet I turn to discover no one is there. I hop on my bike and pedal back inot town...©