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Wander with missing toes
open your eyes, just to see where you are.
Lay in bed to wash the day away. The sun falls down just to bounce back up. Some push, some pull. Some talk, some listen. I walk before I talk. and I have walked before I have spewed scattered vowels and syllables. I miss the touch, I miss the smile, miss the looks. miss random pre-school days. I find myself thinking of the past and wishing it was in...