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Losing sight of the stars, now that I've come so far, overlooking the skies dark, just to make a mark, I look back, and see myself wondering, which road to travel, one with the gravel, or the one with the marvel. I rather chose the one with the gravels (inspired by Robert Frost) just so it would have a better outcome in the end so as to make my body and soul unify that is why I dreamt so high. Well, ten years from now, I'd like to see myself this way.
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Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 12:36 PM UTC
Aiming High
Losing sight of the stars, now that I've come so far, overlooking the skies dark, just to make a mark, I look back, and see myself wondering, which road to travel, one with the gravel, or the one with the marvel. I rather chose the one with the gravels (inspired by Robert Frost) just so it would have a better outcome in the end so as to make my body and soul unify that is why I dreamt so high. Well, ten years from now, I'd like to see myself this way.
saumya
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Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 12:36 PM UTC
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