Maybe I would go to the last fortress, looking for any faint signs of incoming lights. Together I will seek and to pursue looking at the broken pieces of dreams left behind. Take a trip, grind up and down out with bruised knee, It is really a damn turbulent cruise standing up, and there you are, cursing and despair.........
No other way but forward, the past is a rear view mirror, no matter how many times you tried to get away from it. One can never learn from history of bygone which is a simple way of sorting yourself for tomorrow.Make astray of the good things that died. Painful to the full, It's a fool to hide it and let it bleed. Some say it's the hardest part, But do they comprehend?...Longing for attention. Nay! A good pat for the panting one looks encouraging but it is sheer and subtle hypocrisy. Should let it go is impossible. irreparable.
"If there is a will, There's one way"....
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