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No signs point here. It's rough, dry, and hot, When there are no monsoons. Hungry mouths line the roadside, Rich and poor, ready to eat you alive Should your focus stray. On this road, progress can't be measured, There are no fancy shoes, Fine cars, and lush meals. Here, when you need them, They kick you. Trust none, especially when close. On the hard road, Your sword goes on your back....