We walk the lone path of winding roads that contain, arduous bottled thoughts and emotions that carry our being on the impossible venture before us, others
will watch in awe or curiosity.
As we journey on the lonesome path each winding road a destination ventured through, memories made that were joyful or saddened, the morrow made a wiser individual.

Or there may yet be a road to walk upon the hazey horizon.

But only us the stalwart wanderers journey this impossible path and alone we march with our eternal curiosities.
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