*footstep. footstep.* were almost there.
*footstep. footstep.* we cant stop now.
pushed and pulled forward. some thing slow us down, but were always walking forward. some things speed us up, but its as long a walk as we want it. Some may run, some perpetually crawl. But we all end up stopping. It's all about how you get there. Were bulldozing pathways out of the untouched land. when that land fills up, it's goodbye for everyone.
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