It broke the symphony of the Echo when the courts stood in front of me to question who I am, I was, and who I will be; the world wasn't mine anymore or perhaps it never was. I let my eyes daze about and little by little I saw the sun move farther and farther 'til it got dark. Then little by little I... Sign in to see full entry.
NOT MY TIME - NOT YET
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