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this is me...in one moment...at one time...handle with care... |
| The Past grasps my fingers to suck back in...or am i offering my fingers to the Past? The comfort it gives, like snuggling in a warm duvet while it pours outside. More inviting than the unknown that the future gently cradles in her arms. The past, like a comfy old pair of shoes, that you can never bring yourself to throw away... But what if the unknown is a newer shinier shoe, that fits even better? Its the risk....do I take a step forward...or a step back? |