To walk is an action from the head,
It requires patience and easygoingness,
Offered by easiness,
Instilling calmness to the head, beauty to the brain,
A charm is brave as the system is strong,
We fight along side the pressing people,
Racing onwards is a goal too stupendous;
Instead of feeling fire the legs can carry,
And more than one person works this way,
Fortunately, the pressure is greater on the return
To bedazzle the mind with success.
We see a reminder to the soul,
That to walk requires a patient pair of legs,
One of us is in the process of walking
Yet defeat looms when in this process.
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