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I Am The Walker

I am the walker,
Holding the hands of a lord,
Or on lonely self,
Or in a mass of a horde,

I am the walker,
Toward the atomic precision
Of the next second,
And I am the walker,
Toward the heated

Uncertainty of the next step,
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