Inch by Inch
Inch by Inch
When my mind is whirling
Hard to fathom
Where destination invites
Inch by inch,
I am walking
Butterflies fly
I fly
Not yet you whisper
Inch by inch,
I am leaping
Boulevards under construction
Do not cross says a sign
Cement is not dry yet
Inch by inch,
I am crossing
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