Far too often, I've found myself sitting alone on this shore, wondering what's on the other side of this space. The days have moved from day one, to day two, to day 365, to day 730. This is the way time works isn't it; it's forever fleeting, never standing still for those who have it all together or those who do not.
Time has moved but... Here I am still wondering, still lost, still sitting with my thoughts, still wondering if there could be other footprints within the sand.
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