To each walk a tune.
And to a tune a girl
To a leaden path this way
Glazed in icy moonlight,
Pause if you can once in a while
As in pausing we
Discovered the walk.
Coarse fibers combed from the weft of our walk
And walk so to demonstrate that here and not there,
Lies coupled grace with toppling
And the walk is sacred.
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