Though dirt may move with a step, it will always settles, though winds and waves alike may move it, it will always be. Am I not in balance with the very sand? If I abandon my purpose, I am sand. If I pursue my ambition, I am the very wind, wave, and step.
Of what purpose was I put here? Something I hold dear. Though the months pass, my aim true, I will leave no stone unturned. Upon this there has been obstacles. Though I face them alone, I have overcame them all. By the fire I sit, to the stars I have befriended along the way, I raise my glass of tea shouting" do not be afraid, I will join you once more, my ambition cannot be stopped!"
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