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Walking,
You learn about life,
Walking,
You know what “the deal” is
Walking,
the wound heals

Walking,

when left yesterday



In Puerto Rico, Panamá, Colombia or New York

If you don’t live, you cant’ taste

the flavor of love.



Walking,

I tripped over a thousand times,

Walking,

but I never quit

Walking,

between laughter and pain

Walking,

ahead and with faith.



With time I understood,

that in life there’s room for everything

That nothing erases the memories

Of what one has walked



Walking,

looking at a star.

Walking,

listening to a voice

Walking,

following a footstep

Walking,

that someone else walked

Walking,

searching for life

Walking,

looking for love

Walking,

healing the wound

Walking,

that pain leaves behind



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