Treasure Island

Thunder Forest

(July 4,1988)

Uncertain Dance


There I was on the verge. Quarter after seven a.m. was my favourite time to splurge through that door, the door, that would sooner or later lead to my destiny, my end. I can't think but for now I shall pretend that this story is true... or is it. Sooner or later there along the way we all meet ends with our thoughts trapped until you can decide what's real and what's not.
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