Walking......
Never troubled never botherd, always living life as full.
Never feel the need for stopping, stopping to observe the rules.
Go on walking, ever walking don't mind looking don't mind talking.
For there is to be one goal achieving, never coming never leaving.
If forever is to be endless, why the hurry why so restless..
move on move on right along never weak forever strong.
For there wil be no man no women no not any mortal soul, who can break
this pace of walking, not by pulling not by talking. seemingly the
anger's growing why the walking? Why the walking?
No one seems to know the answer or the answer's just not heard.
For in this strong pace of walking, you really can't hear anyone talking.
Telling you to slow your pace, and really observe this weird old place.
For would you really know you where here, would you still be without Fear?
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