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<center>If this current path won’t carry us we can still walk another road, as we stepped forward prepared eyes on the goal that glowed like fire
If this current path won’t carry us we can still walk another road, where blueprints drawn and tested driven steady like a burning desire
If this current path won’t carry us we can still walk another road, but out tools failed us early and the path turned into like a sand
If this current path won’t carry us we can still walk another road, but instead of stopping somehow the detour felt like motion not just a line from present to past…





<center>Should this second way collapse we’ll go on to something else instead, the second option stood less sturdy made of scraps and a hopeful glue
Should this second way collapse we’ll go on to something else instead, but even fragile frames can shelter something honest, something true
Should this second way collapse we’ll go on to something else instead, we even crafted quiet victories from leftover dreams and worn-down hope 
Should this second way collapse we’ll go on to something else instead, no kind of cheers rang out where measured progress even in inches but we moved forward anyway…





<center>If action fails reflection can be its own form of movement, no victories left and no more ladders to climb or hills to chase is unmeasured and also an endless space
If action fails reflection can be its own form of movement, letting thought itself become the new and the final spark where hands once built
If action fails reflection can be its own form of movement, not every effort ends in change the world can see like tuning broken chords into meaning
If action fails reflection can be its own form of movement, now minds observe and refine some changes live quietly inside you and me…





<center>No matter the ending there remains a beginning somewhere else, each failed attempt plants seeds beneath the soil if now as they’ll bloom somehow
No matter the ending there remains a beginning somewhere else, every “no” we heard taught us to listen deeper and not just push through but to pause or reroute
No matter the ending there remains a beginning somewhere else, the list of options may vanish yet the mind continues searching, reshaping and bending will
No matter the ending there remains a beginning somewhere else, and no paths are left and not a step can be made, that courage to imagine is the thing that won’t fade…







<center>Watchwords:
We began to see contribution not just as something loud and grand
But as a trace we leave behind like a footprint in soft sand
The work matters whether done at noon or int the quiet night
That hope alone makes all effort fine, but someone will


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<center>Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, *“Who am I?”..*</center>


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<center>As and will always be reminding you to dream:</center> 
<center>*“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”*</center>



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