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When I shine my walking boots
When I shine my walking boots everything is underway I remember the dusty sand trail that I didn't walk for long, but they were so present, like the big rocks lining the path leading to the limestone hill One proved enough, a rock the size of a tree trunk, to sit me down. My boots ...