 Everyone's made that walk. When life gives you too much to carry and it's hard to put one foot in front of the other. Mine happened in autumn, when the leaves fell like memories, coating me with the emotions I didn't know anymore. As I walked down the street, they littered the path with suggestions of what could be's.
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