*** Perhaps, it's not so dreary, after all... I saw my body down the empty hall. No one could hear the aching sound, there was no one, no one around. The inmost chambers would preserve my last of smile that's grimly curved. The empty rain would quench the floor yet I would feel it nevermore. I shall traverse this endless maze as stars would definitely gaze at what once was a man they loved, who pursued dreams with a heart so soft, who found, alas, a broken heart but couldn't find just where to start... As time had passed, my self decayed, my only love got tired to wait. At last, with pain I realized that no one noticed my demise. And so it was, those elements were sets of me, untied ends. They tried in vain to grasp the void that was with endless maze alloyed. They've soared and sought where to belong, until they catched a distant song. And at that moment they forgot that they'd be born only to rot. Perhaps, it is so tempting, after all, they saw a body down the empty hall. With a will to live and urged to own they're once again condemned to roam. 19.08.22

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