we were bonding
over pokemon trading cards
just to find out
i am fire type
shes water type

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fuchsia
and
fandango
with hearts
full of love
were standing on the edge
of the rubicon

fuchsia asked:
"jump the waves?"

fandango answered:
"there is no turning back then."

the sun did set

whilst they

were standing in silence

starring and pondering

the elusive nature

of the foams and waves

of the river

my face distorted

my soul immortal

windswept

by the winds of fate

they alter my shape

my face

my name

feel like

i am just a pawn in the game

moved and changed by the same

winds of fate

who make me age

from fool to sage

myself, outdone

they'll never stop telling me:

"go on"

they blow on

till i lived the life of everyone

till i am again

no one

they blow on

they blow on