Cycle Return
Trekking through those pre-determined paths through a secluded wilderness surrounded by concrete and steel can help cleanse the mind and gives an illusion of seclusion. Not aimlessly wandering around could yield findings of calm, lapping waterfronts of a lake, lily pads standing tall above the surface in competition for solar energy, ivy growing against gravity while using a strong trunk for support, critters and fauna dashing about in their pre-winter panic, and leaves turning shades of colors for Autumn's tradition, giving the canopy and floor some accents and trim. Yet whether wandering around this last piece of undisturbed nature or not, some find their own paths previously blazed. Walking over dead,colorful leaves I returnto the beginning.
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