"The day she left me was the day that I died."
When someone dies, it's like a falling tree. But, what if it was a seed germinating in a new land? What if you take a look back on what you have already accomplished, on what you have already given for this world, in the right or the wrong way? What will grow from what remains of you after life? Will your path last?
Renaissance
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Renaissance
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"The day she left me was the day that I died."
When someone dies, it's like a falling tree. But, what if it was a seed germinating in a new land? What if you take a look back on what you have already accomplished, on what you have already given for this world, in the right or the wrong way? What will grow from what remains of you after life? Will your path last?