The wanderer
Our paths are entwined with many challenges but the fool will be the wanderer who walks without their ancestral guidance that is waiting for them. Let the your path be on the road of ones that held onto your sanity and let those ancestral guidance be the guide. Walk proud fine your door that is open just for you to enter. Out of the mist and a confusing one you give you fools gold and you would be led to disaster but your destiny is the path already in your dreams. Don't walk away don't be distracted by foolish ideas that is not you destiny, claim your path and find the road that leads you to destiny.
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