A Mile in My Shoes

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Thoughts on Life

These feet have walked

Millions of miles

Through scenic roads

And dark forests

You will never see.



I am exhausted

From these journeys;

My sole, though

Bitter, is not calloused,

My heels well-worn, are

Ready to heal others.



I have hung my shoes

After much use

In hopes you will

Pick them up next

And see where they

Will take you.

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