Violin Concerto in D Minor

What's left of us is just grey matter.

Ashes hold no competition to memories.

Memories of me being a kite able to fly.

Memories of me watching him watering the plants in his pyjamas striped pants.

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Finished reading all the hunger games as well.

Feeling all hollow after that.

But then today I found spark again.

Spark to strike a fire.

Spark that reminded me how things were in the past.

How simple were there.

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