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The road goes ever on
To a point along the horizon beyond that, I don't know where it will take me May the trees that line my path like columns never cease to keep me along the path may I not stray, nor falter or I will perish into the dirt of the road, becoming mud may the sunny sky stay ever bright, guiding me along the way or when the blanket of night shall fall over the earth may the moon ever shine its beacon up my footsteps until I find my way to the point along the horizon
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