What do you do, when you're headed down the same doomed road? You know the ride is beautiful and sweet (however short it may be) but the end is sad and disheartening. You can't stop yourself, because you think, what if there was a fork in the road I didn't notice before? A secret path that got skipped over? Where would it have lead? Would the destination have been as wonderful as the journey, or another horrible accident? I ask myself...and I don't know.
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