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I climb on, for I must.
I struggle ahead, for I am bound.
I leave no signs, for I am not.

What foolish waste has been Left this time?
Such worthless ideas as these are not in the Right.
No, this is not my destination.

And so do they continue, my travels.
Endlessly stretching beyond what little horizon remains.
Yet all I can do is follow it, my path.
Mine and my Other's.