Sometimes the only way to remember who you are
Is to burn the bridges that led you
To the places that made you forget.
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Somnolence - III *Editing*
الشعرLet me tell you, Why I can't sleep at night. From Faded feelings and Empty Thoughts, came a deep somnolence .. where I desired to rest for an eternity. | book is probably completed for now, even though I don't want to let go | Editing slowly
A reference to the start.
Sometimes the only way to remember who you are
Is to burn the bridges that led you
To the places that made you forget.
