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I once saw a deer passing by, its eyes intriguing and delicate — he was walking unhurriedly while the lights behind him swerved and danced pokily. While I gathered my hands to touch him, he turned around and ran away. I once saw a shadow passing by, its being brought chills to my bones — he was walking behind me, unhurried, while there was no light dancing around us. Even the winds stopped breathing; until I remembered, he was me. I once saw a man passing by, his presence gave me comfort and light. He was running away — I asked him, “Where are you going?” He answered, “To the future.” I smiled and turned to him, “Let's go.” He held my hands, and we both ran together. I once saw a mirror echoing back my voice, its existence drove my mind and broke into tiny pieces — while I went bewildered and did not know what to do, he laughed and shattered into fragile broken pieces. He cried out, and I ran away. I saw the deer passing by, its eyes gentle and noble — he stepped and stepped, until he was facing me. Behind him were the lights that stopped dancing, and the wind hustled a great bone-chilling harsh cold. “You can remember now?” He asked, “Yes,” I told him and ran away to the future. I came, and all the shadows and mirrors broke and moaned in great pain. I remember him now.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
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I once saw a deer passing by, its eyes intriguing and delicate — he was walking unhurriedly while the lights behind him swerved and danced pokily. While I gathered my hands to touch him, he turned around and ran away. I once saw a shadow passing by, its being brought chills to my bones — he was walking behind me, unhurried, while there was no light dancing around us. Even the winds stopped breathing; until I remembered, he was me. I once saw a man passing by, his presence gave me comfort and light. He was running away — I asked him, “Where are you going?” He answered, “To the future.” I smiled and turned to him, “Let's go.” He held my hands, and we both ran together. I once saw a mirror echoing back my voice, its existence drove my mind and broke into tiny pieces — while I went bewildered and did not know what to do, he laughed and shattered into fragile broken pieces. He cried out, and I ran away. I saw the deer passing by, its eyes gentle and noble — he stepped and stepped, until he was facing me. Behind him were the lights that stopped dancing, and the wind hustled a great bone-chilling harsh cold. “You can remember now?” He asked, “Yes,” I told him and ran away to the future. I came, and all the shadows and mirrors broke and moaned in great pain. I remember him now.
cordelia
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
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