As i spoke i listened to the wind that spoke back in return, i did not analyse any further, i could not suddenly, it started raining, rain fell upon me ,i felt such remorse, such guilt about all i had done.now what? I thought.i turned the corner into the roofless building,the building that fell down years ago.now is the time to rebuild the walls that once held such joy,many flowers of all varieties
bloom,yet now no flowers bloom like an empty heart.
-Yet now is the time to find another heart,somehow…


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