Every chance is a path.
Freedom is the succession of powerful, propelling thrusting feet, a body swiftly floating over the ground.
It is my heart pounding, lungs expanding, mind focusing. It is the strength and joy I receive.
How many more paths could I choose before I must choose one? How many more paths must I see before I can be sure I have chosen the right one? Only through being strong may I choose the right path. Only through being able to run them all may I find one suitable. Only by being optimistic and righteous may I remember the right ideals to carry me down the right path.
Every chance is a path.
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