Closing in, the miles erode,
And in my heart a pain.
Not quite an uncomfortable ache,
But not sadness either.
Getting nearer to the end,
The road seemed somehow easier.
As if the light were brighter,
And the joy, pushing me on.
But to achieve the goal,
I was in triumphant mood.
And yet to leave behind,
The friends so newly dear,
Was a feeling of losing something.
These lovely folk of peace,
And of a united soul,
Who helped me to see,
That, which I could not dream.
Surely, they will, as I,
Carry on this journey forever,
Beyond Santiago and this land.
For what we have shared,
Must not be lost at all....
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