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Crossroads


The crossroads have come. The time is here. Time to become better. The crossroads are here. It is time to choose. To follow a path or make a new one. The crossroads are waiting. Choose your path. Which shall it be? The crossroads come to everyone. There are those who are waiting. Waiting to choose. The crossroads do not stay. Choose your path wisely. The time is now! The crossroads will come again. The next level will be reached. Time to move on. The crossroads are for us all. The path we choose is our own. Even if someone has walked before you. The crossroads will help define us. The crossroads are a stepping stone. The crossroads have come.
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