Poem: Steps

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Walk into my shoes

and step forward for me

transform my soles into a will

and endure my sorrows.

Emerge from the distraught ground

and salvage what I lost

leave behind my blindness

and open wounds.

In sacred soil I dare not walk

without a hand to reinforce the wrong

where the only exit is on favourable weather

a rarity even in the best moments. 

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