Shoes -Ismaias Recinos-
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on the floor
pair of shoes lie
whispering wind closing door
The
feet that filled
them
Are no more Lonely shoes
upon
the floor
Cast aside, forgotten yet
One
A
single tear
cheek
is
wet
Lonely shoes
that
must forget
The joy they had Each single step Replaced again, by something new It wasn't them The feet Just grew So they lie remembering you
All
you did
And
all
you do
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Ana Preza
