Are we? The question asked time and time again. Never is there an answer for the inquiry of an expectant heart that lingers to the vision of tomorrow and the puzzles of today. Ticking clocks and moving hands leaving anxious the mind and restless steps, that are waiting for what’s next. To answer a question that could be so simple, but has turned so difficult. It’s almost criminal; to be so critical.
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