Walking on my Own
Walking on my OWN;
I can see clearly,
The rain drops on the leaves,
The way they fall so quickly,
The explosion of the drop when it smashes on the cold concrete
The rays of the sun;
The way the beams reflect off of my eyes
Relaxation beyond my wildest dream;
Like nothing can stop me,
Having people around me
Is a good time as well
But being able to walk on my OWN,
The feeling is unbeatable.
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