Onward

-Onward-

Old paths
New trails
Old places
New faces
Cobbled stones and an always hunger
Carry onward
These ever moving feet
To places ancient and not well known
To different things
Far from home
Smiling faces moments ago foreign
Now chatting and laughing
A friendship is born
But onward now!
Different runs
Different races
Old paths
New trails
Old places
New faces

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