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Aug 2021
The path is clear
I am not alone
My horizon is in front of me
I cry not for suffering
My tears are assurance in victory
It’s my Grandmother’s legacy history
My Grandmother would often encourage with, “Walk On”
My life full of daily sunrises and sunsets
Tomorrow on continuous mode
Every walk is harmony
Blessings come in multitudes
I will never be alone
I am connected to Heaven
So I am walking on and on
Confident and assured
Walking and continued walking
Head up and held high
Living is a chance to journey
Learning as you go
God’s flow
Walking into the sunshine
Feel that warmth
Walk On
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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