Smell the dawn.

Right road.
Right path.
Bounty, teeming life, unseen.
Steps away, pits and thorns.
Keep me on this path, sweet Lord.
(Letter #2,685)
Smell the dawn.

Right road.
Right path.
Bounty, teeming life, unseen.
Steps away, pits and thorns.
Keep me on this path, sweet Lord.
(Letter #2,685)
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