When you move inevitably things will get lost. Some times it is that wonderful purple dress you loved to wear, or the dragonfly clip that always got caught in your hair. One day they are there, the next day while sifting through memories and treasures locked away for safe keeping they are gone, so you are forced to let those things go. Then as if by magic a pair of zebra striped sneakers appears. No one knows who they belong to. No one knows where the sneakers came from; you only know that they fit. So, you carry on in your new zebra striped sneakers as you walk against the curve of the earth; toward who knows where and when you’ll stop.
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