Probably its time to let the footprints on the sand to be washed away by the tide...She has held it from being swept away for too long. Now even the shore seems to be complaining. And morover inspite of her efforts, the footprints have started fading away. They are no longer the familiar ones which she seemed to know some time ago. With time, they have changed too. And changed to an extent where she can hardly see any signs of having known them or being related to them in any way. She had believed all along that these would never change. For her, these footprints were the very roots to the existence of the many cherishable moments and companionships that came her way. But alas! They no longer seem to be the ones. How alienated they have become. How strange they make her feel...
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