Walk

I want to walk, not around a park, or on, a beach

Where would I end up?

I do not care, I just need to walk

To go and never look back

A Cliché, I know

Truth sometimes, has no unique identity of its own

Funny that

I have no money, I will survive on my wits, my instinct

If only I trusted my instinct before!

Anyway

To walk is what I’m gonna do

As long as I keep moving

I’ll be Ok

I’ll be me

I’ll be free

©paul

 

 

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