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Mar 2015
souls toughened by pain
small grains are a blessing
while sharp stones release demons
the salt and water cleanse and heal
dancing will never be the same
dad likes barefoot pictures, hes crazy
the long lost brothers to our fingers slowly shriveling away
dirt comes and goes...as do shoes and nails
even though its natural, noone seems to accept our roots
smell collects and hampers their ability
i was once told that a persons shoes say a lot about their personality
8/24/11
Jeff Claycombe
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Jeff Claycombe  Hawaii
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