Today a trial opened... after all the things said and done, we found the victim guilty... The peculiar thing of a trial is to find the defendant or plaintiff guilty... but this time the rules changed. The thing is, the jury was there and everybody was on the defendant's favor but nobody took action and nobody opened his or her mouth as the way I like to plan it... except now. Life is full of good things... am I the only one who gets them altogether??... If so, if only there IS somebody up there... Can you help me?? a sign or something??... or am I supposed to live life that way?... a lot of decisions??... Do I have to choose by myself?? There are too good to choose only one. I'm sensing that all the good things happening were to get to a grand line... to show me something...Maybe because everything was set to this moment... the moment when standing in the middle, everything fell down... I watched with joy as a fine tune struck the air, an empowering one. Everything was war and disaster... except me... I just watched and enjoyed. It would have been me, but no it wasn't. It even felt as if I was the one holding the trigger. I even looked at my hands to see if my mind was playing games with me... but no... not this time... Somebody destroyed everything but I get the treasure... Alas I took it. It felt good... but I cant have it. I know you're standing on the road alone. I know you need help... our kiss was something heavenly... but I can't go on this time... All I have to say now is: get ready... you're standing on the middle of the road and the storm is coming... plus, this time I need to help the enemy cuz a bigger trial (and a storm) is coming... and I'm the judge now...
What's this on the floor? ... a trigger? It really was me?
Awesome!
Case open, clase closed, but you could pay to close it like a casket...
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