One day, my soul said to me that
She wanted to go out and see her family and friends.
I couldn't refuse a pair of pleading eyes.
So I bought a ticket and sent her on her way early in the morning.
I watched the car she took
I watched the car she was riding in go upside down and away.
From time to time, smoke came out of the rear of the car as it accelerated.
Like me, my soul also comes from
a small village in New York.
This shows that even a humble soul
There is also a hometown.
A place where the moon is based.
My soul and I are very close to each other.
When we talked, she told me herself that
In spite of committing a mortal sin.
She chose to live anyway.
A life without a soul.
It was actually a very happy life.
But a few days later, she left a note
But I kept thinking about it.
"I may not come back.
I may not know where I'm going."
About the Creator
Goldman Shyann
I can't stand the thought of my life fading so quickly when I'm not alive
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