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Sketches of Emotions: Lost

A timeless path winds around me. In the distance, the faces of happiness into nothingness disappear. I groan pleadingly, so that they would notice me. A strong wind caresses my body and cold rips my veins. Yet I would, if I could, like to embrace the whole world. Warm in the heart, yearning, I wait for tomorrow’s day, but tonight may be the last time I stand alone in the distant bay. 
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A timeless path winds around me. In the distance, the faces of happiness into nothingness disappear. I groan pleadingly, so that they would notic Read More

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