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Five years ago my life, my world, changed.
Has it really been that long
Since their screams filled the air?
Have five long years really passed
Since lives were snuffed out,
Some in an instant of unbelieving horror
Others in an agonizing torture
Of waiting and hoping for help not to come
Wounds so old seem so fresh
What those people did
I don't understand why
I cannot comprehend
Its just too hard
I ask myself time and again
What has happened to us?
All I know is that we have fallen.
We have fallen
Will we ever be able to right ourselves?
Chasing the Wind
The sun was bright, and the air pleasantly warm that day in the forest. It was the perfect day to start an adventure, or so Nico said; Toki was less inclined to believe it. The two boys, both no older than six, had been traveling through the woods for the better part of the day. It was only in the last few hours, however, that little Toki had started to doubt his friend. As he watched the bobbing blonde head of hair in front of him, the poor boy couldn't help but feel tired.
"Why are we doing this again?" Toki whined for the twelfth time in the past three hours.
Nico, who had given up counting after five, his limit, only smiled at his dark featured friend, "To become Timan, of course!"
"Nico, you can't become a Timan. Either you are one, or you're not. Everyone knows that!" Toki said, still using that whining tone.
Nico refused to let his friend dampen his spirits. "Fine then, we'll prove we're Tima
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