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Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown, And through the merry flowers of June, Over grass and over stone, And under mountains in the moon. Roads go ever ever on Under cloud and under star, Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar. Eyes that fire and sword have seen And horror in the halls of stone Look at last on meadows green And trees and hills they long have known. ----Last poem in The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien To your left is a map of all the places I've visted to date. There's a great big world out there for you to explore. All it takes is one step out the door. Go for it! |
