Oh me! Oh life! The possibilities there are! I’m lost in a song of those possibilities.
I walk to the rythym of the beat of the song, the beat of my heart. I appear in a place I do not know, a place the rythym has led me.
The notes guide me to places that are not real, but I wish the places did exist for with every note, every heartbeat, I feel closer to the end. The end of my adventure.
The birds in the sky sing the tune to the beat of my heart, following my every step. It is as if they know the way, through the song and through these unknown places.
But they have stopped now. I wonder why, if I should stop as well. Or perhaps I should turn back? Should I go even when the road has ended?
The music has guided me this way, so this way I must go. Even when faced with the challenges of the sudden stop this is the way I must go.
So I go, continue on, as if the song still plays in my ears. I walk into the sunset and all else fades behind me as I pass.
I thought this was a dream, but I was mistaken. This is reality, which I have created. Created from a song.
Almost as if I was wrong and that this really was a dream. The song comes to an end, as does the adventure. It was never a dream.
It was a song.
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