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When your wheels roll onto the ancient Silk Road,

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over the first gravel road, dusted with sand,

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you finally understand the romantic routes in every guidebook.

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Every inch carries a weight nobody talks about.

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Eight thousand kilometers of endless road.

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Wind and sand sting your face.

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The checkpoints come far more often than you expect.

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Many set out chasing wild dreams,

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and turn back before the sun even sets.

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On a bike worn down to bare metal,

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the wheels roll over more than an ancient road's ruts.

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They roll over the fear others never dare to face.

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So what we call a dream—

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was never pretty words on paper.

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It's gritting your teeth through the final kilometer,

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when the wind finally stops,

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and settles softly on your shoulders.

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Years from now,

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when you remember this dust-covered road,

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you'll smile and say:

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every dream I once kept in my head

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was truly measured

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by two wheels, under the blazing Silk Road moon.