The leaves were abundant with the bright autumn colour - like gold littered the forest floor, crunching with every step taken.
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And you sought the impossible shackled behind this chain of doubt. Held you down for decades. Until a tiny shove parted with you a key broken to tiny fragments. You rebuilt it for what seemed to be a long time. Each fragment held together made the impossible feasible.
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And as you took those steps you couldn't help but ponder the path behind you. The old landscape of the past bright gold now faded. It's beyond your reach now. You can only move forward.