…that my brightest star guide me to self-improvement, the type that multiplies capacity.
I reach out to my friends but they turn and stare like what we shared
was inconsequential; something trivial. Yet, to me, this memories stay dear and, as at the time of creation, I thought the essence was clear.
Everything on the outside
revolves at its pace but what is inside is the key to me.
…and with great delight, they embraced me.
Against the run of play the switch flipped, cutting off the life of a healthy man. The whole community cried “adieu”, his page flipped over …goodnight.
…Stringing life time of memories, of friendship for life.