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The lady's tired face, holding onto her bags and wearing a mask that hinted at illness, made me feel a deep sadness. It was a moment of reflection on how quickly time slips away, yet how long and winding the path of life can be. Seeing her alone and looking sick made me understand the path she had to walk.
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We carry our histories in the way we hold our shoulders, a map of every burden we have ever agreed to shoulder.
Read the reflection →Seneca once observed that we are all in a state of constant departure, for life is not a static possession but a river that flows beneath us even as we stand upon the bank.
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Philly Flow by José J. Rivera-Negrón
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