Are We Headed Somewhere?

Idle stroll through idyllic woods

Hands clasped, sun on our backs, feeling alive

Amid the sights, sounds, smells of nature

Shadows stretching out before us

Me, wishing the moment lasts as long

And thinking, each step we walk together,

Is it towards something?

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