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KayDee

Poetry

  • The Sole

    The soleA vital bears the brunt, Of pounding footstepsIt takes the everyday wear and tear,In its stride.Sometimes it cracks,Holes appearBut they can easily be covered up.

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


“I don't talk things, sir. I talk the meaning of things.”
— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451