future life
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Is that footprints I see?
Tiny imprints carved into a tree?
Sectioned off into two separate frames?
Picture perfect embellished with engraved names
that has been tattooed in the heart of God's creation that
If I could wander these city paths with you forever
That would be true eternal bliss
Because the cars whizzing by, the skyscrapers tearing holes in the bright blue sky
