Blasted
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It felt good to
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f r
e e
myboundtoes
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To encase them
With nature
And for loving shoes
To save them
Over
And
Over
And
It’s just a ride
I pulsed
As rock sparkled
And mud sent
Atoms flying
My fingers
Now
A line of birds
Signing all names
I had ever worn
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