When bridges are burned and forgotten, left to decay in the wind, our own hearts can turn and grow rotten, such that we search for however we sinned. But the lack of continued drift,

is no cause for lack of love or applause, it is merely how time has felt led to sift, and all involved have beauty and flaws.

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