Here I am, stopped in the start of the road with my travelbag of wishes. My ancient memory of feats, that in other lives happened, today will be my faith. A long road draws in front of me, surrounded by holes and trees. The sky guides my path, a soul like compass, destiny comes. I belive in my force, to reach the end, and the victory of wishes, that rules again. Before I should travel through, learn with proofs and wisdom. I begin the road, there will be heat and cold, but I never will stop
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