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Saturday, November 12, 2016

Shoes

Lord, the shoe soles are worn down from too many marches.
Shoes that hold these curves and secondary skin.
March, anyway, lady.
The best is just to wear down the leather. 
So there she goes, marching along: An elephant inside...
Posted by Hilary Covil at 12:44 AM
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