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A weathered path to nowhere’s end,
Wooden planks that time won’t mend.
Silent whispers from the sea,
Teach us life’s uncertainty.
Horizons blur in grayscale light,
Lessons learned in the twilight.
Every step on paths unknown,
Shows the seeds that time has sown.
Each worn plank, a bridge to cross,
Guides us through both gain and loss.
In the stillness, wisdom gleams,
In the quiet, find your dreams.
Though the way may seem unsure,
Every journey helps us mature.
Embrace the path, both rough and smooth,
For in the journey, life finds its groove.
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