Just like leaf that fell to the river, i am flowing together with the current. With every step i take, it is just like moving through the motion, everything pre-written, everything pre-planned. Like there is a rule of engagement, following the procedure, engage, terminate, leave.
Step by step, suddenly felt like a doll. Where and whence shall i whither?
Maybe it's Time To Say Goodbye, which no doubt you will notice it is the song singing behind here. But i am afraid, the leaf had not reach the sea, but a big lake. And stay stationery. Saying goodbye to the tree, that had gone long ago.
Maybe i will reach the sea, where the current will be too strong for me. And drown me. Or if i survive, maybe it will bring me to another island. Where there will be new land. And new breeze.
Maybe, it's time to say goodbye. Though i understand it not. But i felt it, and i knew. The leaf may not know the destination but he certainly know, the current that bore him.
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