I like to walk around in my bare feet.
and I don't care for pedicures.
My feet aren't cute and delicate, but made of tough leather,
able to walk over the firey coals on a daily basis.
My feet are beautifully cracked, and dry and damaged.
They show where I've been
and, like a crystal ball,
show me where i can go.
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