365.
You find yourself at the end of the line, crossing the threshold of another year, with the echo of the starting gun still ringing through your ears. It seemed so rapid; a journey too vast for pages, words, or photographs, yet lost in a moment of peace and the flicker of your now heavy eyes. You see it now - this is the future you, your future life, in the future world. So far from the place you began, you can barely even recognise yourself.
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