The condition is now strong; on a vague edge between balance and genius sits a pair of soles, poised between the heal and the toe, they rest as the shoes you may walk in.
One day making fantastic attempts to lose them,
in hallways,
in dumpsters
just a way to free them from your own swollen model.
But if you choose their steps,
if you choose their grace
good riddance to predictability
goodnight to expense.
Shoes are made for borrowing, trading, handing down.
Not losing.
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