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Sep 2020
to don
a laugh
a smile
as I'm wan

It’s harder
to wait
for my luck
to turn around
for the strength
to break new ground

It’s harder
to walk
a winding road
in the same shoes
glued to my feet
I'd rip off my sole
blistering
my feet
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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