Too foolish ive been told.
Discoraged by days;
Sun, rain and snow.
Many miles a journey;
Soles to sand, tounge to stone.
Foolish am I?
Not at all.
The barren mountains will break to keep me from hearing your gentle laugh,
Powerful rivers will crash so i may not kiss your soft lips,
Dark valleys would **** me in so i would never be by your side.
The world itself would go against me, keeping me from seeing your beauty with my own eyes.
But I will conquer;
I will endure the pain.
Getting closer to you with every footstep.
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