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The Road Less Traveled
On the road less traveled
There are no footprints to guide
Transcending the typical human experience
We can create.
There are no footprints on this beach
Before light touches the sky
No memories to remind us
Washed away in the night
The past cannot be transferred to the present
There is only now.
Find inspiration in the solitude
In this moment
We are one.
Love is when you can say
I know you are suffering
That is why I am here for you
I am no longer I
You are no longer you
He is no longer he
She is no longer she
It is no longer it.
One.
When all is one
We will truly be something
We will truly be nothing
In that moment
We are.
Love.
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