sometimes, the beauty of the journey
is the most beautiful place of all
sometimes, the beauty of the journey
is in the many times you fall
sometimes, the beauty of the journey
is hard to see but worth a try
sometimes, the beauty is the journey
and sometimes, that's all you need to fly
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