Echoes of the Road

May 27, 2025

A whisper calls from lands afar,
Beyond the hills, beneath each star.
With every road, a tale begins,
In sunlit towns or desert winds.

The world unfolds in maps and skies,
In strangers’ smiles and soft goodbyes.
No final place, no end in view—
Just paths unknown, and skies so blue.

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