Let it go.

questiom

I awoke in dreamlike haze, seeping through the silk drapes the setting sun drenched the room in its light. Light rain drizzled on, the soft wind whispered. History had been written, the bullet had been shot, the train was quickly leaving the station, had it ever stopped? 

And in a second it’ has all changed, everything. 

Toni-Yvonne

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