You Really Walk Fast
My God! Slow down!
Tell me what makes you walk like this.
Is it sadness or happiness,
Or other kind-ness?
I noticed your walk in the forest.
I was there.
I noticed your walk in the city.
I was there.
But you walked quickly,
During both walks.
You didn't loo at me.
You didn't walk with me.
I told you to stop,
But you didn't.
You told me,
That life was going by fast.
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