Bol
At night, itthe Ghost whispered names of roads abandoned at their beginnings. It reminded me of scholarships left unapplied for, friendships left to wither, and dreams postponed until they quietly died of neglect. It showed me visions of alternate lives where I was richer, wiser, happier, braver. In each one, another version of me smiled with a confidence I had never known.
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