streets of the city of lights

I walked in the dark and in the light

I walked night and day

I walked when the sun sets

I walked when the sun rises

I walked in heat and in cold

In sandals, sneakers and boots

I walked in the streets,

mountains and plains

I walked barefoot in seashores

I walked in the rain

I feel every dew drop on my skin

Without doubt,

it was the wind that blew the feather

to places it has never been

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