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Blurry path

it to where it leads your were brought to this path by your heart these happenings are not strange they are songs;your heart knows their lyrics. While on this path; where you see no sign of life; You have friends; the crickets are here with you let them play their violins and harps for you. The tunes are not in tune with yours? Make something out of them. Does your path look blurry? Don't worry; listen to the songs in your heart they are happy songs; they speak of a happy end.

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