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✦The Fire I Left Behind Sometimes I meet, an older version fleet, through memories forgotten, and silent notifications. I saw a photo from years ago, a man I used to know, tired eyes but a burning soul, running fast without control. Life was hard to take, but my soul was awake, hours always felt too small, so I worked through it all. Pain was loud, but dreams were clear, and somehow then, I had no fear. Running on caffeine, for me, dreams only mean… living through the darkest nights, with fire still inside me bright. Now the nights are calm and slow, life has learned to gently flow, family, comfort, settled days, still I miss those reckless ways. ’Cause somewhere on that endless climb, I left a spark behind in time, a fire that made my spirit stay, just one little step away. Sometimes life stands near the gate, close enough to touch our fate, but tired hearts and silent pain, keep our feet locked by the chain. Yet when I see that old disguise, that fighter staring through my eyes, I hear a voice inside me say: You still can walk that step someday. for now, just move on, One Step Away...! #thought
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May 22
May 22, 2026 at 5:16 PM UTC
One Step Away
✦The Fire I Left Behind Sometimes I meet, an older version fleet, through memories forgotten, and silent notifications. I saw a photo from years ago, a man I used to know, tired eyes but a burning soul, running fast without control. Life was hard to take, but my soul was awake, hours always felt too small, so I worked through it all. Pain was loud, but dreams were clear, and somehow then, I had no fear. Running on caffeine, for me, dreams only mean… living through the darkest nights, with fire still inside me bright. Now the nights are calm and slow, life has learned to gently flow, family, comfort, settled days, still I miss those reckless ways. ’Cause somewhere on that endless climb, I left a spark behind in time, a fire that made my spirit stay, just one little step away. Sometimes life stands near the gate, close enough to touch our fate, but tired hearts and silent pain, keep our feet locked by the chain. Yet when I see that old disguise, that fighter staring through my eyes, I hear a voice inside me say: You still can walk that step someday. for now, just move on, One Step Away...! #thought
A man learns all his life, and dies the day he thinks that he has learnt everything.
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25/M/In Observation
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 5:16 PM UTC
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