Zidane K

West, the last frontier
I walk across the mountains
left foot, right foot,
always hoping to see a sign of life in the horizon
snow falls on my overcoat
I see bunnys, frolicking with their peers
I smile
I venture further
Sleet, rain, and hail all hold me back
but I oppose
I am finally at my destination
and I am grateful.

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