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I had a path that at no time intersected with others footsteps. Never would I walk on the degradation of there choosing. Because, if later on they had made a misstep. I would ultimately be the lemming falling with veins cut, falling into the same inevitable ending... Every footprint shifts after we have put our weight on that decision. That this was the right course of action... But we were a conveyor that feed the lie of life that every step was always well trod. We would always finish off with a life well walked, but the truth was. That some laces were untied and some fell. Some would never reach the ending, let alone the beginning of the path.. For our steps are always shifting, and everyone is never the same..
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC
Footsteps Shifting Beneath Us
I had a path that at no time intersected with others footsteps. Never would I walk on the degradation of there choosing. Because, if later on they had made a misstep. I would ultimately be the lemming falling with veins cut, falling into the same inevitable ending... Every footprint shifts after we have put our weight on that decision. That this was the right course of action... But we were a conveyor that feed the lie of life that every step was always well trod. We would always finish off with a life well walked, but the truth was. That some laces were untied and some fell. Some would never reach the ending, let alone the beginning of the path.. For our steps are always shifting, and everyone is never the same..
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC
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