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#‎Day24_Walk‬

What’s in a walk?
And why do babies take their time to learn it!?
So is it okay if I walk with a shoulder higher than the other!?
Or that’s just me justifying my left-leaning walk!
I pause!
And ask again…
Why do you care so much how she walks!
How his walk has a bounce to it!
And how his walk speaks tones!?
And ow, about my left-leaning talk
On walking;
I think we are the same!
Not with you, you just keep reading;
Am talking of Dr. Xavier
Him of the Xes! That movie with an X!
His walk is inversely proportional
To his X abilities!
So he can’t think and walk straight
At the same instance!
That’s amazing and very confusing!
Right!?I don’t know!
Since I just used Dr. Xavier’s walk
To indulge you in a talk
On walk!
Still confusing!? You should be
We are talking about walking!
Of how to swing some things
That evidently lost the swing
To that old school dance
Used to lay your mum way back when
She had her swing on!
I digress…
But sincerely
How do you walk!?
Or you just move to whatever that hard ground holds.
As long as the ground can hold its own,
You stamp your feet,
And hope to get wherever!?
Every step being different from the next!
Your legs worry for their own sake
And when they’ll finally get home
Safe!
In one piece!
Since they no longer walk as a pair
Since they were given to you!
Keep walking!
But make it straight!
That’s all we ask for now!
Maybe later you may swing
To wherever your feet and taste
States!

©Krv_240616

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