What was to be An event on a calendar now scratched out, a goal post unreached by the ball, this cinema of dreams placed on pause, a flood of busy moments now dehydrated, a life story filled with days left unwritten, a world turned temporarily upside down, an alternate universe of best laid plans toppling over as far as you can see. The loss may sting like a hungry bee when what was to be was not meant to be, but don’t lose hope for what could still be. No matter how slowly we go inch by inch is still one step forward for even in the darkest midnight sky the comets find a way to dance freely.
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