Chastened
by expectations.
Seasoned
by trial.
All journeys
begin
the same.
Roads diverge,
yet all
end
at
the same
destination.
Experiences vary,
stories differ.
But
the results
the same.
Progress
occurs
by the nectar
left behind.
In this way,
the hive
is built.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
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