On my walk home from work, I seen footsteps on the side of the road in the sand.
It made me wonder is it the footsteps of my father?
And if it were should I follow his path knowing it is not mine to be taken.
Where have these steps taken him? If I follow will I have met his destiny at the end of this trek?
Would I be taking steps backwards into the abyss of a past...
Does time sit still or dwell in it's own imagination, and I sometimes wonder if fashion feels the same.
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