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I have come to the crossroad, parting two paths Contemplating, pondering, reflecting I hear voices of falcons in a melodious tone I came to a stop, which direction should I go Every movie has an end Every race has a stopping point Every beginning has a conclusion Every journey has a destination Are there dangers ahead And how will I avoid them Will I be fearless and bold Is the road as good as gold Many are on the road to nowhere Greener it looks, a road most traveled Many go down the road with plans On a journey they don’t understand Travelers couldn’t travel both The road leads where the road leads A road without hope, a path without light Many journey on this road, dying every night They couldn’t find the felicity they desire They couldn’t find the riches they longed for They choose the wrong path they sought And never knew true riches can’t be bought I keep my eyes on the road as far as I could Not needing to worry about people’s opinion But giving Him my utmost life and attention And reflecting for His guidance and direction

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