The Fall of Alexander
I am sitting on a huge chunk of stone while busy watching the waves that comes back and forth in the black sand.
I placed my two elbow on my legs and rested my chin on my arm. My eyes stared at the sun as it painted the sky red orange. It ignites the clouds below it as if they, and the water, itself were on fire. While watching the sun sets, I suddenly remembered a line on one of the books that i've read. It says there that there is a sunrise after the sunset, so don't hold on to the past and move on to the present. But can I do that if the trauma that inflicted in my brain is so deep that even after all those years, I still can't move on?
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