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i can’t always tell what’s betterlong drivesin the star-spangled desertsor long walksalong winding tea gardens.

Sanober Khan , in A touch, a tear, a tempest
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A few birds sang in the distance; everything was still. We were truly alone. This was it, no turning back now. Even if we did, it was a long walk home.

Dennis R. Blanchard , in Three Hundred Zeroes: Lessons of the Heart on the Appalachian Trail
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