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Walk a Shoe Or Shoo Away

Going, gasping, grasping for breath Doing, dreading, dancing for death Walking a mile away, just to be a mile near the end Friend, fiend, foe all walk hand in hand. I leave, and the leaves rustle under my feet The sound of crunch leaves me sceptical, I feel close to a freak Freaking out at each sound, I wonder how sound my mind is? Wonders all around, yet all I see is the dark in light Suddenly my head feels light, in my eyes shadows of dancing butterflies. And I eyed to see the world around All aloof, all astute and amidst all- an anybody An anybody who shares my body And a part of the soul who faces fate It's face of figure walking in the soles of dead. Where am I now At end of the tail, or just the beginning of tale Every body looks for a difference And I look upon with deference. 25.07.2021

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