| Fallen down on the path of gold. Challanged time and time again. This little man continues on. To fight the good fight forever. I cannot laugh as he struggles now. I cannot weep for his soul. Struggle and strive, worry and despair. Emotions not known before sruface now. His mortal body broken on the path. Yet forward ever he presses on. I cannot stop him. I cannot help his pain. Pressing ever onward his mind struggles. The soul burns within with such disire. His heart is strong, his mind is clear. Down the golden path he will go. I shall leave him now. I shall watch no more. |
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