And that’s what I have been doing all my life – plodding
along, singing my song, telling my tales in my own unhurried way. I have lived
life at my own gentle pace, and if as a result I have failed to get to the top
of the mountain (or of anything else), it doesn’t matter, the long walk has
brought its own sweet rewards; buttercups and butterflies along the way.
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