To walk for the sake of walk,
Not for a reach though,
Itself is good to seek.
To love only for love,
Not for flesh though,
Itself is lush to crave.
I am mad of you,
Knowing well
That it takes us nowhere.
Walking is a pleasure
Loving is healthy.
Shed inhibitions
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