you must at times walk alone
and those that race from here to there
defined only when half a pair
never find a steady beat
in the cadence of their feet
they moderate their step always
so others measure out their days
and maybe they are happy so
but now I search for my tempo
at others' pace, I've tripped and stumbled
fallen down and been left quite humbled
so this time stroll at my own speed
no one to follow, no one to lead
keep my own time until I find one
who neither slows nor makes me run
somewhere, I'm sure there's one whose stride
will with my own gait coincide
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