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She was gone forever, Never to return ever, May her soul rest in peace, I bade her a last goodbye kiss. As I entered the door, Glancing along the floor, I saw her shoes standing side by side in rows, Old shoes with broken toes, Some with holes through the soles, Some torn, Some barely worn. Each shoe I knew so well, Each had a story to tell. Of her hopes, Searching for new scopes, Of her broken dreams, Never to give up,ready with new schemes. Of her love and strife, Tears listened my eyes, With courage she took each tread of life.
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 4:00 AM UTC
Her Shoes
She was gone forever, Never to return ever, May her soul rest in peace, I bade her a last goodbye kiss. As I entered the door, Glancing along the floor, I saw her shoes standing side by side in rows, Old shoes with broken toes, Some with holes through the soles, Some torn, Some barely worn. Each shoe I knew so well, Each had a story to tell. Of her hopes, Searching for new scopes, Of her broken dreams, Never to give up,ready with new schemes. Of her love and strife, Tears listened my eyes, With courage she took each tread of life.
Till the end she never accepted defeat.Her shoes told her struggles.
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72/F/Tanzania
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 4:00 AM UTC
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