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Jun 2012
Walking in the road
       witness passerby's journey
             directions lead way.

Sailing the ocean
        how might you freak out waves
               morning dew, you are.

To fly high, you dream
         afraid of Icarus' fate
             soul, keep in the shell.

Drive the way to search
          new lands, new lads and lasses, self!
                     anyway, keep distance.

Fear not, break not, journey!
          drive, climb, walk, swim, fly, run, slow!
                  never, journey less.
Gian Carlo R Arceo
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