Hair, Summits, and Skies
Maybe the platform is where it all starts. It could be long before, it could be long after. But there is a moment, a feeling of beginning, of apprehension, the journey awaits. The ground before you lies blank, this page has not been walked on yet. Not yet past the point of no return, or over the last obstacle, but the platform is the start of something.
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