LizNicholas
Stepsounds
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My feet in heavy leather thick sole meet cut grass Feather and weft kiss grit and shingle Grist hitch and scribble knock against rock clock and buckle The heavy sole cuts off feeling Wet, unexpected dished in prints Heard before it is seen or felt Sounds fill my soul connect me to the land that lets me walk it.
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