Counting
Counting the seconds
Minutes
Hours
Years.
A million steps ahead
Pursuing the trail onwards
Nothing but a clear path
To life
A new start
A crystal path
Feeling free
Blessed
No disturbance
No contradiction
Just you
Belonging
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