Steps Behind

She was fighting a battle everyday, from dawn to night, recycling dreams of people who trash them because a new one has become easier and better for them. It was like hunting the most precious treasure, but life kept moving on and she was left behind without knowing dreaming time was over and reality hit her like a cattle stampede. The years passed by and she didn’t even know her dream anymore, she didn’t know where she belong and the imaginary battle was over, because What was she fighting for? So far she couldn’t even reach any recycle dream and she realize she became what she ever was: nobody…

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