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Day Forward 25/02/25

  • Feb 25, 2025
  • 1 min read

Updated: Apr 6, 2025

Movement

I cannot ask you to want the horizon,

or the wounds it takes to get there.


I cannot make you believe the pain is the point,

the test itself, the reward entire.

 

I cannot explain the point of the task,

or the worth of an endless journey.


All I can do is to prepare for a journey

and ask if you’re coming?



 
 
 

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