i move through life
at the pace of a snail
crossing miles of earth
like a migrating whale
unseen by most
passed by all
i take my time
with each footsteps fall
a world full of rushins
but i'm chillean
listen to the winds
or the land i'm surveyin
i walk alone
or behind those i love
this life seems eternal
yet i enjoy it enough
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