Walking down the streets with a can of coffee in my hand,
Walking slowly, sip by sip i drink my coffee,
Ever so lonely these walks are.
Observe the wonders of nature around,
The breeze so gentle to touch,
Leaves calling out with their rustles so subtle.
Much time i have to reflect,
Much time i have to ponder,
About the way i am to wander.
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