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Dec 2012
My works shoes decided to take a detour
They ended up being my dogs chew toy
Ripped and torn
I stare in forlorn
There is no time to fix them so I slide them on with considerable care
This work day is not going to be fair
I walk into work with a nervous glance
Afraid of the eyes and comments
A pound of duck tape later my co-workers stare at my deformed feet
I smile up at them and say "It adds character"
They stare back at me with a bewildered  expression
I stand up and smile and go on with my work day.
Moonlight Blossom
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Moonlight Blossom  America
(America)   
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