His journey ended yesterday.
Devoid of all feelings.
Cruel reality cut down like a quick frostbite.
He knew she was going to say so, and his time stopped right there and then.
Now he, in search for a shoulder to hang on to.
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Stand in his shoes. See his world with your eyes. The bumps of these clouds say of your emotions. The colours contrast your expressions. The number of clouds says of your stories. The darken trees collide with reality and imagination. The blue highlights of the sky tempted down to its mirror, as the day goes into the end. The stars lit up bright thereafter...while I stand here on the sidelines, cheering for you.
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