footprints
Walked on the beach last night left footprints in the sand turned around and they were gone such a little time ..gone, forever felt the waves on me heard the echo of who I used to be the fear of being forgotten secretly longing for immortality if only someone walked with me
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Wangsgaard
“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” Albert Einstein
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