As I am nearing the finish line, the by lanes I left behind are seeming more inviting. I am afraid to step into the unknown. The journey hereon may be the shortest but the most hardest.
I started this journey picturing the finish line as my goal. As the goal has come closer I am starting to question my destination. I see the line ahead and I see the flag hoisted between the stones indicating the end of the journey. I look upwards to the fluttering flag in the background of blue skies. I wonder if it signifies my destination..
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