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Caravans past 
only smooth memories
with countless feet 
trod hard this road
Faintly radiating gentle heat 
as I travel forward

Though it seems invincible impervious 
to both cruel and gentle weather
through experience I can recognize
Some travelers have toiled
to skin off layers of pavement
made hard by precedent

They would change the way
clearly with no right
(it is my road now)
to conform it to their liking

Many have, selfishly unsatisfied
with free protected passage
succeeded in changing this road
redirecting it for me to follow

Like a sheep I am herded always forward
steadily nudged onward yet gently 
by caring, even protective shepherds

Mileage signs simply stereotype
They read eleven miles
no more, no less
Am I a reproduction of every other traveler 
who has reached this point

But I am different
Never focusing sharply resolutely
On the road ahead
I have pulled over for a time
stopped and enjoyed springtime sun
on my cold pale shoulders

After all it is the Spring
On a picnic in a roadside field
grass gives way under my feet
keeping an impression
even after I leave

I know that turning towards Heaven
and appreciating clouds' countenance
is needed as well

Soon even too soon
as this paved road ends
I will be ready for new roads
New journeys to small towns and big cities
These new roads
though gray and hard never understanding
Are green as the grass
that enticed and prepared me for this

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