I walk days in hurry and slowly.Hurray, hurray.
The zen of footsteps finds its own pace.
and we follow .... but slowly ........ though smiling ..................
So do I, depending on arthritis
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The zen of footsteps finds its own pace.
and we follow
.... but slowly
........ though smiling
..................
So do I, depending on arthritis
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