~ she moves in her own way.

It's time for me to walk my own way, this is not the street I want to walk on. And this is not the street that will lead me towards my destination. This i my stop, time for me to get off and walk in an other direction. Maybe I will see you at the finish-line, or not, who knows.

I feel free, and I think that this is something that I haft to do now. Not at some other point, the time has come.
Wish me Good Luck!


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