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  • As I walk the world of the living
    I stumble on my thoughts,
    They are full of prejudices, hate, anger and blame

    Why me?

    My will is strong but my legs are weak.

    As I hold on education, family,faith
    hope and love
    I am able to stand for a short precious time
    to see clearly what is waiting for me.

    Then I gain strengths.

    Today, I made a step forward.

    As I walk the world of the living,
    before I step into eternity
    I remember those that are not here
    Those I left on the side of the trail,
    in river beds,
    in abandoned houses in the jungle
    half dead and hopeless

    I am grateful for the wind on my face
    The warmth of the Sun
    The chill of the rain on my skin

    I will walk and walk until there is not life left in these legs.
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