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Nice Feet

It wasn’t the first and certainly not the last,
A compliment about my feet has been made in the past.
It was pleasant to look at, yes for sure!
Long and well kept, an envy to me that had no cure.
My feet had led me to places near and far.
But it had its days, it had its war.
At times it would ache, the veins would cry out.
It would hurt a lot making me shout!
They don’t know the pain sometimes,
All they’d know is my feet are nice,

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