The trembling soul staggered..drunk on memories, into thoughts of days gone by.
wandering, wading through mistakes, wrongs and hurts.....arriving only at failure and deepest angst.
Seeking solace in the old familiar faces of happy days...only for the walls to crack and the faces wronged appear again.
Humbled by time...emboldened in despair...worn from trying....he found his way to the bridge........................... the bridge of hope.
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