tracking back the story
the unfinished story
i find myself lost in the middle of the road
there is no turning back
too impossible to move forward
and you,
you were beside me
we used to walked with the same pace
until your steps became faster and faster
and left me behind
so let me ask you
would you walk slower
and if it's possible
would you turn your back
do the reverse walk
and find me?
because i'm still here
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