Melbourne 365: Day 91

It seems almost strange to think…

Once, this was a place of great hardship, struggle, pain, sacrifice.
Now, it is none of those things.

It’s as though as time passes,
the sadness slips through the cracks in the walls,
buried under the layers of paint, dirt, and time,
falling away like the leaves, to be replaced by something
new.

Time passes. We forget. It’s how we begin again.

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Melbourne 365: Day 91

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