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I was waiting, but it never happened
the clouds were opened, as a light gently cleared them once more. as the winds of distant futurity falled into my dream Scopes. I held the power to move mountains with my left hand. but my right only weakened as I seen were the clouds part. there was the wind, a fellow in continuity and he seen his reasons, his reasons to keep going. the treasure was not the low but midhigh an balance between the things that he needed to do and the things he had done. he seen the roads lines that spliced him to the story of existence and reached for that dream as if appears in his vision dreams.
© TETSU
© TETSU
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