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The Guide

With me... Walk... Don't be scared... Follow my footsteps.. The path is rugged, And strewn with squelchy mud.. I've walked through here before... Though, with no guide.. I fell into the mud... Rolled in its squalidness.. Soiled my innocent spirit... But... I regained my lost footing.. And rediscovered the trail... Thus, I reached the end of this road.. Listen to my voice... Pay humble attention.. Every step I take... Every move I make... Wherever my feet leaves its imprints.. There should yours be... I speak from a wealth of experience.. My travails, had not the prerogative Of such benevolent guidance And almost an assecuration of conquest.... I fell... And rotated in the mire.. That you, may not fall.. All you need do... All you need do... Is listen to my voice.. And heed its instruction..

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Date: 7/11/2017 1:40:00 AM
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