Poetry

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SOMETIMES FEET FEEL JUST LIKE TALKING,AND WANDER BACK TO
YESTERDAY;STILL THEY PLOD UPON THE SOD SOME DAYS END UP IN THE
MUD,THE ROAD THAT'S WIDE IS STRAIGHT INSIDE;WITH PACK ON BACK
LEGS AND FEET WILL TALK,LIKE TIREDNESS IS ALWAYS NEWS,AND REST
IS JUST A LAME EXCUSE LIKE SOME STONE BRUISE,FAR AWAY FROM PAINFUL RUSE,THERE'S NO HALF WAY FOR ANY DAY PAIN IN JOINTS VOCAL POINTS,
LEGS MAY WALK INTO A BARN AND HEART WILL PUMP WHERE EVER YOU ARE;
LEGS AND FEET MAY WELL ENTHUSE,GOD MAY SAY YOU ARE NEVER FAR AWAY,
KNEELING DOWN CAN PRAYER EXPOUND,OR SAY AMEN WHILE ON THE GROUND.
Joe.

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