With the breeze…

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The feeling someone has when situations and circumstance reach an unbearable level.

It’s autumn again,time for melancholy and meditation!

A reprint of what I’d like to call my life story.

If you like it, please leave a comment, I’ll fix it, or continue it, if I get enough people liking it.

Also accepting requests for new stories/articles/essays/whatever.

Thank you, and enjoy.

Love, romance, de ja vu; at some point in time we have all experienced it. It’s good, bad, ugly, tainted, happy, sad, lost or treasured. Love has caused many to fall and many to rise but in the end, how we reflect is all that matters.

Melancholic thoughts.

Poetry.

A very sad lyric.

The pain of love.