She looked at her feet-
graciously she thanked them-
for these feet-
her feet.
Have kept her steady and strong-
for all she has seen-
for all the heart ache she has felt.
These feet-
her feet-
have guided her through-
the labyrinths of life.
Tag: change
Avail
Sleepy shadows slither silently slow.
Through thundering tunnels-
an alienating atmosphere-
aggressively alone.
Hollowed hearts hide haphazardly.
Fear follows fractured faces.
Longing. Lonely. Lost liabilities.
Problems profound.
Searching souls, startle simplicity.
Revolutions ruthlessly rile rigid raigems.
Cultivating change.
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