There are songs to be sung, and pages to be filled with memories. There are roads to be traveled in places
I have never seen. There are postcards to send, and so much beauty just to take in. There are dreams to be
chased, and friends to be held more dearly. There is love to be seen more clearly. There are fears to be
faced, and tremblings to understand. There are new days to brave, and all this foolish pride to lay down in your hands.
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