And there I went to the deeps of my soul. Squadron on open fields, leading to nowhere. Through mirrors hanging on the memories of my childhood, stayed the echoes of who I might have been, if I had followed one of the other paths … and there were so many… endless. You were there, floating on the seas of lost memories, all mixed up between reality and fantasy. I tried to reach out for you.
Another time. I hope...
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