Shoes were meant to fly in

but was knocked down by blind little soldiers
that just filled their days with gravel in tight shoes
wanted to disappear into my heaven
and leave it all in a gust of wind
let love conquer what was fallen on my plate
to burn gives a courage
and disappears as soon as the cool feeds the body
to love only our earth.


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