Someday, I will.
To where every minute spent on wheels is a journey and everything seen from tinted glass is a reminder of blessings received.
To where hopes are real and can be tasted and touched, not mere wishful thinkings that may or may not exist beyond the head.
And when I get there, I will know I am supposed to be there. Because I'll be better and so will everything be. And I will not be far.
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