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A Path Unseen

Amid the bustling waves of fate, A journey meets a turn of weight. Though paths may twist and views may sway, Hope shines bright, come what may. In every heart, a fire burns, A flame of dreams, for which one yearns. Though doors may close, the spirit's free, To forge a path, unbound, we see.

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A Path Unseen