The sand left in the hourglass,

just got halved.

Seems like,

i got a much earlier death now.

As restless and helpless as i can be,

time to wake up and let go,

and forget about my existence.

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Just like a gust of wind,

we cross-pathed,

and then it moves on and do the fading,

in silence.

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Pretty interesting.

If there's a day when you can no longer reach me.

You will know why.

But then again, we were already strangers.

How tragically painless to everyone.

except..

But i guess that's what left and right for me to do.


Write the most beautiful ending,
Martin.