They run alone, along side their thoughts. Nothing but a longing hungry within their mind. A deviating pain, a tidewave memories that would soon consume them whole. Guilt and regrets, crawling up their spine, looming over them when they least expect it... 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟.
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