Flowers start to bloom as the sun rises,
A traffic road and noisy vehicles hum,
Rooster crows and birds chirp,
A long journey has begun.
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Crossing rivers, unaware of what lies beneath,
With each step forward, the unknown breathes,
Mountains loom in the distance, high and wide,
The path ahead, a mystery we must abide.
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Whispers of the wind guide the way,
Through the trials and the night, into the day,
Every step is a story, every mile a tale,
A journey of the soul, destined to prevail.