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by Austin
Rated: E · Prose · Writing · #2204478
inspirational prose
it was always the slightest breeze that caught my attention.
it was always the slightest thought from me to you;
the wind and the air, like your eyes, do I want more or less?

a gentle but brisk indifference, it was always the thought of not giving it your all admist diversity. it brings me back, all the way back; to uncertainty, to chaos, to real, but torn to a million pieces.

shattered and damaged but moving forward quickly ahead like the wind. it was always the thought, and just a thought, that when the ideal comes crashing down; so does my heart. is it an inner battle? or will I always fight against the grain and lead it to a brighter future, a brighter path, and a brush off the shoulders.

I don't know, and will never know, but I find it's best to not know than know everything at once. all I will ever know, is that asking questions, and knowing you, changed me forever.
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