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To sit in silence, to ponder, to muse the fate of the unbroken, the valid, reckless few, who fear not a journey long or a path unbeaten, who embrace a life untold. To squander life lost in the comfort of home is to forego a gift on the horizon unknown. Though the world is not perfect, and the paths of many are far from true they journey forward, the reckless few.
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Sep 18, 2011
Sep 18, 2011 at 12:42 AM UTC
The Reckless Few
To sit in silence, to ponder, to muse the fate of the unbroken, the valid, reckless few, who fear not a journey long or a path unbeaten, who embrace a life untold. To squander life lost in the comfort of home is to forego a gift on the horizon unknown. Though the world is not perfect, and the paths of many are far from true they journey forward, the reckless few.
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Sep 18, 2011
Sep 18, 2011 at 12:42 AM UTC
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