I stare though the endless sky Thinking of what could have beenMemories of the passionate past Seemingly dreaming for fruitful tomorrowsStruggling not to forget your scentStruggling not to forget your smileRegrets have overshadowed My pride lingering through every doubtWishing to reuniteWishing to exist what has forgottenWhishing for our paths to cross againWhishing for an eternal momentTo la...
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And so it begins
As I journey through this endearing life, as I hold on to what I have -- faith. I surge through the depths of the unknown waters of the future as I began to think. What will be the next memory that I will have? Will I cherish it? Will I torture myself to forget? What happens next?Sometimes I wish that life is just a dream where you can wake up and just shrug the ill feeling of a nightmare. But it isn't. Life is a mist,...

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