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all i heard were voices, and saw feet, on the sand facing the same direction,the feet were rubbing on eaach other.
for the feet gave an expression of what was said and how these two felt about each other, the whole story were told through the wrinkles each feet had, each line proof of a journey between two individuals whose feet, tell you how their love overcomes, and withstands, how the feet carried them through their journey, took them through floods and droughts.
feet in the sand i dreamt



i dreamt of that, i wouldnt say poem but that's what i dreamt of last night.

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