Feel bad. You made me think of him. You made me see him. You made me feel he's back. Gosh, it's sure a dejavu. I don't want all to rewind. I don't want to feel it for the thousands times.
Just a place, a simple place: where black and white mix and swirl around, where thoughts stop by, where wishes and expectations meet, where tears and angers are friends to each other, where experiences be told as stories, where writings become the pura lingua. Just all about Fe-Ar.
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