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Melancholic narrations

So it seems arbitrary, but it's amazing how many times it's the little things, right... The little things that define us, not only to ourselves but to others out there. Sometimes it's not about choices but about the consequences alone, of a choice! Completely incomplete and all the meanderings in between while we try intently to forge a direct line between point A and point B.

And so it goes...

The beauty while in bloom is quickly removed by the narration of time... And replaced with a vestige, a mild reminder of what was, what was lost, gone or dead. But so it goes...