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Aug 2019
My life, when viewed,
Like crossing an expansive desert,
watching the sand, under my feet.

Looking back,
my foot prints have dissolved
into bits of nothingness.

Looking ahead,
there is no path,
to guide me.

Looking down, my imprint in the sand,
This moment is all I really have,
As we all do.

So savor the moment where you stand.
Choose your path wisely.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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