words that forgiveness, thoughts that drift, beyond memories, readings drowned in the sea of \u200b\u200bwords or forgotten words.
I never liked to read me, I never liked to think of it, but this fog that descends over my shoulder after every step and becomes thick and hides everything makes me dizzy.
What is the path you wanted a road if you can not find?
I need a track. I need to fathom.
that the fog is made of crystal water and a water molecule of two atoms of hydrogen. And one of oxygen.
And I will not forget.
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