Category : Diary/Journal

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They are what I use to walk this humbling earth. Each step I take is like a new beginning ready to take place. How much beauty lies under me so I could stomp on it? Of course it wouldn't be tasteful, but such a thing wasn't ever graceful. I want to walk on the Savannah. Near the equator that runs from east to west. I want to walk on my soles above, above Brazil. Near the prime meridian that runs from north to south. No need to use a ship, a boat, or a raft to float me. I want to walk on my two soles. Wherever I want to go my two soles will take me. 
         That's all I rather have to walk this world and life at the same time.