People travel everyday, going by their business. Viewing passages through the glass that are mostly ignored, humans are nomadic by nature. When we settle, we will eventually want to travel again.

Same goes for my heart. It has settled comfortably but my mind wants to move on. The pain lives in the present but will it still be there in the future as I move along?

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