a mile in his shoes
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There was an old woman who lived in her shoes,
Just held together by sewings and glues
She sat on the curb line, begging for bread,
Given a bagel and coffee instead
She had many children, but nowhere to go
simply suffer in silence
as solitude seeks me out
my mind is full of violence
but against these thoughts i shout
falling deep in day dreams
i find the pain there doesn't count
your fine,
