Lavender and navy are the colors of the backdrop to grey clouds and a black skyline.An almost cold, yet crisp breeze crawls across my skin as it floats in through the window.Insignificant traces of light mirror images in my mind as a slow song haunts the radio.Memories flash at each car I leave behind on a way of never ending decision.Letting go is a journey I face with my eyes closed.The means are dark as I cross the tracks.Another diversion in the course I choose as my feat. There is much to say and the twinge seems unbearable at times. One day I will find a way to rid myself of the shackles to which I am bound.
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