Prelude~
As he wonders, laments.. about the past, the future, the present, he feels as if time went into overdrive and left him gasping " @#$%, i gotta catch up ". This is the point where you realize, dreams are dreams if you stand by and watch. One day you'll be thanking God, the heavens, for you've made it.. in the system, slaves to the flesh, to be bounded by figures behind a marble desk, names etched in silver plates. You swore you once swore "never". Ironic. What do you do when Fate and Destiny is in driver seat taking turns at steering your life? The lucky ones get away with it, but chances are in the dice. who are you. Bound to be slaves or free without a place to belong. He stumbles and falls, picked up again only to walk alone. The world is unfair he thinks, what's keeping him down? Sometimes you just wish you were someplace else. Unfamiliar yet the same. Where do you go when you're stuck on a rock anyways. So here's a toast to life.. to the start of the end. Drink Up.Then leave him be.
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