One day when I can’t walk

I just wish to do what I want to, but so little I can do now.

I want to walk alone in the silent night of the peaceful street, let the sound of vehicles brush through my ears; I want to jump crazily about as high as I can, far over the volleyball net; I want to dash towards the sun, so fast that I see hopes; I want to help everyone with their loads, so that they can give me a smile.

Now that I can’t do what I want for they’re so simple yet so tough. I’m still living with my injured knees, one day I may not walk on.

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