Realizing dreams of yesterday, we walk on, looking for more to
life than what we've been through already.
Taking risks on a daily basis, enjoying what we can, crying
when we are overwhelmed with life's expansive duties.
On journeys we travel alone towards our sunsets, reaching
destinations set up from birth.
Following fate and destiny down corridors never traveled before,
yet are being created as we speak, in whispers of talent as we
wander our individual purposes.
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