It feels as if too many thoughts were wasted and faded into thin air. Time keeps running, and we try catching up. What if he was right? I am running out of breath to deny that none of this mattered. There is only one way out of this tattered dream. But I also feel the sunlight on my skin. Something is hiding deep down within.



Lost. Found.


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