Its a lonely road that one walks
When they choose to better themselves.
It’s a lesson learned harshly
One learned well.
That has its own rewards, it’s secret spell.
It feels isolated, moving towards the goal
It seems empty, no joy to be found.
But truly, look around
Peace springs from the trials
Inspiration from the fires
Sending one soaring high
Just how high can one fly?
You’ve wandered far, to lose yourself
And in the end, your soul is free
RedRavenPoems 
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