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I have worn shoes
covered with trails
dust sticking loud
louder than my long
path of silence I
have asked to see
the way I could tread
barefoot as in a dream
where roads aren’t
hard where people
say without speaking
love is reverence
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..
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ππππ
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ππππ
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It’s really beautiful.
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Thank you Sumita Tah, love is a hard thing to know… π·
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Hmmm, initially it seems so, but with time it is nice… when it is no longer that intense. It is then that we enjoy it. Light as the breeze and soothing. It takes a lot of patience and time to get there. π
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Beautiful
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Grateful
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