Stepping on a bridge to nowhere with a hope that it will drive him to the other side of time. How not true some truths are. Lies are convincing.
Like when he once walked. How he then wished never to have seen the distance afar.
Like chasing the deceitful colors of a rainbow that smile for a moment just to die on the next, the road cheats on its many turns.
Fate smiles. And, weeps. And, then find solace on its mates. Sometimes!
The bridge was far too long.
Like when he once walked. How he then wished never to have seen the distance afar.
Like chasing the deceitful colors of a rainbow that smile for a moment just to die on the next, the road cheats on its many turns.
Fate smiles. And, weeps. And, then find solace on its mates. Sometimes!
The bridge was far too long.
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