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Photo credit: Brian M., Fishers, IN
Mother:
Idon't feel like wearing shoes today.
I want towander,
exposed
in leafless forests,
raw
to mytouch.
The twigs scratch.
I know.
I wantto splash
in still puddles of disappointment.
The ballsof my feet will curl
angry with the cold.
I know,Mother.
I know.
I am leaving now.
The pathwill swallow my footprints.
Don't look after my baretracks
unprotected
in the mud.
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