And here I am at a station...
Moving from the past to the future,
No comfortable place to walk back to...
Not sure where life will go from here.
I see dreams lying around,
In boxes, packages, eyes of the traveler.
A lot like me are present,
Moving with a hope to be,
to be better than yesterday,
Better than now,
A tide of emotions wash ashore
As I have nothing to loose and,
Whatever I am from here, from now
Will be my own building, my own castle..
Dear life,
There is a deep sense of gratitude,
For putting me wherever I am now.
Thank you...
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