Otra vez.
I love you like I love Metallica.
Alors.
With the magnitude of light that followed the end, I mumbled a feeble and weak word. So. Such a strong yet useless word. Like uttering an echo. Alors quoi? The light flickers out, and it’s back to the beginning. No matter what, we always end up back to the beginning. The wretched beginning. As fast as the end might appear, it’s always the beginning that becomes our destination. Alors. So. Des mots du quoi? So. Where to now?
GALVANIZING SHADOWS (taken in الدار البيضاء، المغرب {Casablanca, Morocco} by Liaizon Wakest, 2011)
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