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Take a Walk

A few steps forward
Not letting any back
Nothing new I have seen
Not accepting any yak-yak
Always on the move
Wish I knew why
Having always this desire
Now noticing the darkening sky
Forcing their views on me
Why do they think I 'm strange?
Have I gone crazy and lost my mind?
Maybe they wish something would change
What is waiting out there?
Something forcing me to try
Who can I turn too?
Will everything turn out right?
The power has come to me
Feeling pressure and the heat
Now is the time to tell them
Come on and move feet

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