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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