Up a hill
down a stair case
across a valley
through a forest.
I want to walk
on a dusty road
tarmac too
I want to walk.
Everywhere my legs can take me
i want to go
I want to walk.
I wish to run with the children
i long to walk my mother to the market
i want to jump
i want to run
I want to walk.
I want to rise from this wheelchair
i want to walk
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