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“Walks”(by Joe DiMino) I often go for walks; By the blooms As well as Over the gravel— One, a divinely Scented way, While the other A crisp crunch, Sort of a manly Passing… Why I walk? I do not know; The physician might say, For the health— But I think it more Old habit: Through with crawling But still haven’t found My step high enough Up… Leave a comment