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Impromptu shot at Fitzroy |
Home is only a night away but the heart won't quit sailing here. It drops, not the tears but the regret. Of the love that poured down sincerely, the misery. With all of the hate and the sense of despair. The fear to begin, anxiety of an end. My darlings fragmented into the void, the debris of memories that will scatter like the falling petals.
For those who have passed by through my agonies in a year, you are the posies of life that I will forever enshrine.