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A man's heavy march, strong and sure A woman's nimble tread, light as air A child's bouncing traipse, innocent and free And an old man's hobble, weighed down by time The shuffle of an early morning
Does he lament his life's imprisonment? Does he regret the choices of the past? One bad choice, his intentions apparent Though the future seemed, in stone, to be cast.  
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