Still I walk and walk,
Wandering the old wide
And they say I be second, decried
Yet alone I now stride;
Still I walk and walk
Streets aplenty ‘low my feet
E’en if it be but a semblance fleet,
I halt not save as the lead hawk;
I walk and still I walk
If nights bring no illusions fair
‘Mongst a thousand embers there
I be the rugged, relentless rock;
And still I walk, evermore,
As this wine’s cup tastes of wood,
As they see I still walk for good
And halt at last, for the hour is o’er.
Walk
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