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If you find your way to this strange post You should know that I passed by And have seen the fading prints of absent feet Which like mine were tired and frail But able to carry weary bodies and baggage Away to another stop, another walk.... Do not despair, this is only a journey And like most, there is a sure end. Yet some say death is another journey too. Some day you will have to move on Either through the door Or through the window Just you remember that Many have gone and many are yet to come.

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