Walking forward carefully as to not step in our past's shadow. Continuously walking as to avoid the stillness that threatens to destroy us. But when it's so dark all around, who's to say we're not just going in circles, for to move does not mean to advance... The sorrow shaped us. The fear fueled us. We've learned to lean the other way knowing that although the past can't be rewritten, the regrets we've accumulated can drive us towards the path we should be pursuing. Onto a whole new direction, one our footsteps never traced.
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