One walks without knowing what's ahead.
We walk forward to a new sight.
Everyone sees something different along the way;
No one steps on the footprints as the person who went before us.
To some the trail may be nice and effortless,
To others it may be a wasteland
difficult and full of obstacles.
Whatever your view may be of the path,
It will begin and end.
Whatever your view may be,
A treacherous path in the desert or a nice walk on the beach,
It all has an end.
Do your best; get ahead; take a shortcut,
but never give up along the way. You will find out whats at the end!
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