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Tell me a story that speaks the colour of your dreams, and let me hear the whisper of your heart. In 200 words, starting with this line: I hold stones in my hands and lucidly wonder where to cast them...
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I don’t really know what I am doing here

I hold stones in my hands

and I lucidly wonder

where to cast them

Should I throw it over the vast sea

and test how deep the water is?

Or should I climb the

high mountains and

see how far it goes?

I closed my eyes as I reminisce

my early childhood days

I remember being asked

What do you want to be?

And I never really answered it

Up to now I couldn't answer

Too coward, terrified that they would just laugh at me

If I followed my heart

Will I be where I am right now?

Will I be able to attain what I wanted to achieve?

Will it change how they perceived me to be?

I never followed my heart

And though I am not satisfied

I am happy with how my life turned out to be

I still hold the stones in my hands

I still have the chance

and I lucidly wonder

where to cast them

Is this the right time

to take the risk of losing them?

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