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The Unending Journey, a Different Fate

Blurry reveries consistent to the end in life’s limbo, the forest of deep secrets and sacred illusions the surging existence that ignites words into creation come follow me take my hands as we journey through this hollow way at a certain pace at a certain rate embarking on a certain race a different road an unexplored journey into another source in a different base and together we shall build a different fate as our scenarios are designed with nothing else but autumn leaves as we fade into ash-grey-like whispers of the blur ...............

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