Shoes or Freedom

by Jeff Weiner   Sep 7, 2012


In a land far away
2 strangers met to play
lost sight of what to say
when they got stuck in drying clay
when they wondered what to do
he suggested to leave their shoe
she said not mine, how about you
he did and away he flew
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moral.... shoes arent that important he he he

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  • 11 years ago

    by Aaron

    I agree, when I lived in Australia I tend not to wear shoes. Just only when I needed to wear them.

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