Footprints
Many are insular beings,
attending to egocentric desires.
Strolling on the beach of life.
Footprints washed away.
Some leave prints,
that record their lives,
as if walking on fresh concrete.
Steps of sacrifice, goodness
and compassion for others
as if, they were their own.
Footprints remain.
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