Horizon of Footprints
In the quiet of dawn, the paths hold whispers of yesterday's travels. Each footprint speaks a reluctant goodbye to the sand as the tide comes in.
The echoes here are quiet, where you see no one tread, yet feel the warmth of familiar companions.
Reflections somehow always surface while walking these shores. Like morning stars bobbing freely on waves, forgotten dreams materialize as truth unfolds.
Some paths lead to vibrant city streets, others to nowhere in particular. But each path carves out its story, a nameless journey veiled by loneliness and quiet wisdom.
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