Barefoot

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Barefoot.

 Exposed to the elements of

The changing seasons.

She sways as

The frigid northern wind finds its way

Inside her,

Playing music on her bones.

Her inner self fragile

Upon this path.

Still she moves

Trying to glimpse the moon

Through

Light years and wonder.

He is seeking too.

Wishing to glimpse her

As she basks naked in his glow.

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