yesh.. north to the land of pompous windbags.. a siren sings of emotions drifting back into the state of mind.. it is seemingly bizarre to chance upon someone from eons ago in your memory giving you their birthday wishes on a platform that you dun realise exist till about the time the sun rises previously... deep inside oneself you were convinced that the fire is raging on and the ill feelings extended as a result of a deep hurt.. that we apparently gone..
one then cannot help but wonder about the kinda hurt that you have caused.. the kind of damage inflicted upon someone young.. impressionable.. who brought nothing to the table initially but a heart that is eager to love.. arms that yearn to hold their true love.. yet you have let the person down over and over again.. mired yourself in events that breaks down the social order and tested the boundaries of sanity..
its extremely liberating to read about the hurt that has seeped so deep into someone's heart that they are still smarting from it 730 days on and while one was happily swimming around in the military college with the may queen..
this world really makes for interesting lab tests.. to be administered by whichever beings are being sustained by traces of water on mars..
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