Confused.
Silent.
There's a crossroad.
You stopped
and tried to look back...
The past is bitter.
The present is uncertain.
Tomorrow...
Would there be a tomorrow?
The road is dark...
The sun is black.
The wind is harsh..
A tear.
A sob.
An end...
Silent.
There's a crossroad.
You stopped
and tried to look back...
The past is bitter.
The present is uncertain.
Tomorrow...
Would there be a tomorrow?
The road is dark...
The sun is black.
The wind is harsh..
A tear.
A sob.
An end...
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