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On a trail that shows no mercy
Each hill steeper and rockier than the last, I forge onward, onward Though my feet cry out with every step, I know I must go on For soon enough, this gruelling trip Will end, and pain be gone. In a vast expanse of water, With horizons all around, I paddle onward, onward Though my arms cry out with every stroke, I know I must go on For soon enough, this gruelling trip Will end, and pain be gone. We have reached the site, it's sunset And the pain has left my being. I look around my landscape, And take in what I am seeing. The shadows from the trees, The glimmer from the lake, I realize all this suffering Was worth it for beauty's sake
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