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I chose this path, not knowing where it leads, And while I was too ignorant to read the road signs. I started walking, not knowing the destination, And I'm not scared of getting lost. I got on the road without food, water, or a compass, Except for some old map sheets I inherited. I was indeed homeless and a wanderer, Without hope, I followed one footprint after another. Every night, I slept wherever it became dark. Though I was a wanderer, I woke up every day, reigniting my hopes. And some of these hopes I doubted with hopelessness, As it was too long to walk and too late to quit. The need made me embrace all difficulties; The dream kept my eyes open all night. It was said, "I must play with fire and not get burnt" For the coming generations to walk through life seamlessly without getting hurt.