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A step forward.

Right foot ahead, left now. Right then, left again. Right next, left’s turn. That’s how we walk and just put a foot in front of each other and move on to places.

Some walk, some jog, some hop. But, we move on. From place to place. People to people. Memory to memory. Year by year. Month by month. Day by day. Minute by minute.

Despite I didn’t wanted to write on this change or moving on thing, I wrote it because it’s all I can think right now. And work to do too. Lots of it.


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