I was staring at this instead oof the bee hive. I wish that I was being inspired or inspiring instead of tolerated and tolerating. I wish that I could find a way to feel like this made a difference.
I know it does, to us, to our dream. Our future. It doesn't feel like it though. I can keep walking though. With just the knowledge. The brain, in the most brain numbing place. Over coming the heart. Getting one foot to move in front of the next.
Walking. Walking. Walking.
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