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Wanderlust
Some walk softly through this life, finding thier way with many on a well trodden path that winds around the citadels of those gone before.
Some choose to cut their own trails, and walk alone a path of discovery, leaving a narrow scar in thier wake. But though we build great canyons of steel, and bridges of granite, like a daisy pushing its way up through a concrete sidewalk, nature will outlive us to overgrow the path behind us.
When your arms are too tired to wield your saber, and your body longs
for the comfort of a stranger, the mainstream will still welcome your footfalls, and no one will have noticed your absence.
In time, we all return to the fold, but now and again, we may notice the flattened grass wandering off the trail, and for a moment our spirit will long to follow, remembering when we were young enough to walk alone.
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