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a while ago i decided to travel through rocks and trees by the coast and then, after an hour of walking,i saw a hufe building it was a hotel quite destroyed an unfinished, but still an impressive building then i continued to walk which was not a very nice idea due to the amount of naked people i saw but nevertheless, i ended up by comming to some place which reminded me of the wild steppes i have seen before only in the southern part of Ukraine it was quite a nostalgic moment but a one i remember about even now.

... i also remember how i was sitting on some chair by the adriatic sea i called my ex afterwards, since we got a deal on it happening, and then talked afterwards

... i also remember how i was sneaking out on the balcony after 0 am just to talk to my girlfriend at that time

these were the times when i was just enjoying life

but a new life flashes in colours in my eyes maybe, i will see the past maybe, the future will be forged the only thing i know that just like the abandoned hotel cannot be restored anymore the past cannot be either go further, venture far beyond the shores dont look back even if it will make you sing alone you will return back or will you?