Strawberries cherries and an angels kiss in spring…

Bike your wayalong the dusty road.Always straight on.The air smells like winewhere the warm dry winds blow from the Andes.Always straight on.Passing the vineyardsalong the dusty road.Always straight on.After passing by the bodegasthe warm winds still blow from the Andes.and it is difficult to goAlways straight on.

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