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Well this kinda explains my life, it might sound a bit like a made up story but its true:The winter sky sheds a dull grey color as I silently take strides through the leaf covered pavement. Forever alone. My friends like a fleeting memory, a remembrance of a long lost heaven. My path is one that I do not recognize, my shallow heart like a pool of tears, waiting for the moon to shine down upon it. How I wish I could surrender my soul, darkness seems a better option than solitude. But it is not to be. The evils of my life are long severed, but not destroyed fully. They are scarred into my memory like a remnant of a storm. I only walk this barren land for a part of my memory belongs to a beating heart, the one I seek. I do not remember its owner, I take risks to find out, wherever you are, know this : I will find you.
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