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Untraveled Roads
dust rises, drifting
along those untraveled roads
marking life's journey
so much left undone, unseen
unknown destinies revealed
She walks slowly through time, feeling its dust settling upon her. There is a yearning to undo, to relive, to experience, all that was left behind. Reality is difficult to swallow. Air is difficult to breathe. Hope is difficult to sustain, but she must. There is no time for regret, no time for tears, no time for chastising herself. There is time to live, to begin anew, to explore, and to remember... tomorrow is not promised to her. She must reach for it, believe in it, and embrace it. Dust rises, drifting, settling upon her and she decides it is time to travel once again... leaving herself behind in every footstep and every breath taken. She cannot go back. She can only go forward... and she does.
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Regis
Ron
budd
Cheers moi spp,
Dan