A Future Worth Envisioning
I stand firmly on the ground, bound by my feet to the past and present.
But with my eyes, I view the grandeur of the future.
I witness opportunity, both in paths that lay before me and
paths I have yet to create.
I twist my gaze and the stars wince at my presence, each
knowing that its brightest boundaries are breakable.
I know that with each dying sun, I am propelled forward, my
feet never moving an inch, but my vision moving lightyears.
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