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Walk, says the wind, gushing past the leaf at dawn… as every strand of strength is beautifully drained out of your will, as sweet as a fulcrum..

Lets all point our little fingers and wish for change, every little end emitting embers and glory.. lets all point out the demons naught they..

And as the statue moves its fingers and opens its eyes, the dragon stares hard with its fiery red eyes, glowing with bewilderment. The statue st..

Mirror… is it? Or just shards of another memory as we strain through the thoughts of what used to be. Seeing your smile as I was getting out ..

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