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The motorway was streams of light as if we were watching the souls of the passengers moving through time.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 20, 2021.
Upon the blacktop, embracing black heavens, moved a great river of humanity.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 20, 2021.
Upon the motorway by starlight were streams of bold light.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 20, 2021.
Loud music, quiet engine, open motorway - the early hours are my motorway driving hours.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 20, 2021.
Everyone had the same idea today, and here we all are, on a car-park that ought to be a motorway.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 20, 2021.