Friday, 13 May 2016

Lengthy Road

Reliving that scraped up yesterday, We'll open the way to a hopeful tomorrow. What even remains in these hands?

My voice, dispersed into the sky.

Even if the reality I've obtained is dim, and I can't see what lies in front of me. I feel like I can proceed on this journey, as long as I have you guys.

Even if the bonds that we have gathered dust, as our past and future stand back to back.

Repeating an answer that's is full of inaccuracies. We'll seek the right answer, reaching out our hands, as many times as it takes!

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