My Endless Journey Comments

A numbed silence in the vast wilderness, the murmuring sound of withered autumn leaves yawn at the exiled dawn, when it pop-ups
onto the mute, obscured horizon, leaving all the stumbling obstacles behind.

The hazy floating clouds of sadness shed tears on the valley of dreams whilst the downpour dances on the feathers of the captive birds. I walk alongside the apathetic stars with my agony and pain in the midst of the darkest night.
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