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Feb 2012
It's just down there
Underneath it all
Not getting much notice
Feeling pretty small

It wears itself well
Holding under the strain
Looking for a bit of polish
Trying to avoid the rain

Living in a closet
Crowded, lonely and dark
Hoping to be picked today
Maybe for a walk in the park

It doesn't know its worth
It thinks it's just a shoe
But it protects every little step
On my journey to you
Mark Lecuona
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