50 Word Stories: The Wanderer

I wandered the shores of infinity, stars lapping at my polished, black shoes. I'd never felt closer to the beginning than at the end, swimming in star stuff. By choice, I should've lingered, alas, time was against me. I left those shoes to find my way back in their reflection.

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