Unmarked and untouched
Like a fresh fallen snow
Total innocence
Full of hope
Unbroken
This blanket of solitude
This fortitude of protection
An everlasting glow
Is anything but
Lasting
Impressions of footsteps
Scattered vicariously
Over our souls
Push and pull
One way
And then the other
Ever so lightly
We tread making our own
Steps through life
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