Journey's End
A Solitary Walk on an Unfamiliar Path
Alone I tread, where none have gone
A path unknown, a journey long
No friends to share, no hand to hold
Just me, my thoughts, my story untold
The wind may howl, the rain may pour
But I will trudge, I will endure
For I know not what lies ahead
But I'll face it, with a heart full of dread
I'll take a step, then another still
And maybe, just maybe, I'll find my thrill
But if I should falter, if I should fall
I'll rise again, I'll stand tall
For I am the master of my fate
I'll make my mark, it's not too late
And when my journey here is done
I'll look back and say, "I have won."
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