Dreamed the thong of my sandal broke.
Nothing to hold it to my foot.
How shall I walk?
Barefoot?
The sharp stones, the dirt. I would
Hobble.
And--
Where was I going?
Where was I going I can’t
go now, unless hurting?
Where am I standing, if I’m
to stand still now?
Nothing to hold it to my foot.
How shall I walk?
Barefoot?
The sharp stones, the dirt. I would
Hobble.
And--
Where was I going?
Where was I going I can’t
go now, unless hurting?
Where am I standing, if I’m
to stand still now?
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