A Song Through the Years, Smoke and Splendor of Passing Time

“We’ll always be friends.” “We’ll always be together.”

Words like these sound so beautiful. Like the sunshine of early summer, filtering through the gaps between the branches and leaves in thin, clear rays.

How far away is forever?

Far enough that everything in the world shrinks to a single point.

Far enough that I forget I ever said those words.

Life is a song. Keep walking, and keep singing.

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