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Mar 2015
Trailing in these shoes, my feet no longer hurt
Straight line and bearable now
In replace of the pain and dirt
We know that they are not mine but I have made the buckle fit
Now I stand in front of you, your smirk triumphantly lit

You believe that you have tamed me and all that I come with
Shauna
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Shauna
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     Holly D and Lior Gavra
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