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Roads go ever ever on…

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.

By J. R. R. Tolkien

I love this poem. I read it every time I forget my way. When I need a direction to go, I seek this poem out. This poem has become my way of life.

This poem is in my bedroom. I keep it close, so I do not forget my way.