It's a windy day.I'm standing at the
Railways, waiting for
the train.
Going to the destination,
Where the resolution starts.
The direction are moving
forward, but my instinct
Try to backward at the
Next station.
The blue moon seeking for
my decision.
Should I go further? Or leave
The ticket ride under the rails?
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FACE OF LOVE [Memoir Series #2] ✅
Non-FictionThe face of love is not often happy, Is not always in love There is fear, nervousness, sadness and doubt. If you felt all this, and saw it with your own two eyes. You really loved the wrong person. -🍁