The gate is open.
I’m going inside.
I wonder who owns this property.
Is it some computer wizard
or maybe a movie star?
For now, it’s mine.
It is quiet and deserted.
No footsteps in the snow,
besides mine.
The trees extend far into the distance.
All I can see is white and more white.
A winter wonderland
created just for me.
I hear a rumbling sound
coming from beneath me.
It’s not beneath me
but next to me.
Two Doberman Pinschers
are growling up at me.
“Zeus, Apollo?”
More growling.
Time to run.
For my life.
With your hair flying in the wind as you squeal about the cold snow seeping into your shoes. Sounds like fun.
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Wow! I see myself running before you.
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I love to explore. Gates or doors don’t stop me. Keep on living and experiencing.
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The gate is open – Let us continue our life, than! – Excellent!
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