.: Blur

It's been so long. I don't know if I can pick up the pieces again. Scattered bits here and there. Words. Phrases. Incomplete thoughts. I've written them down, but looking at them again, they all seem foreign.

All the work I've done, like childish fantasies, left behind as time grows weary. And my memories have become one huge blur.

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Mood: Thoughtful
Music: "Tokyo Nights" - Hikaru Utada