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The grass is wet still

the sun hasn’t hit it yet

hasn’t sucked the dew off into the summer air

My bare feet hit it running, cooling my soles,

cooling my soul


and I wonder how many

just need to feel the grass

on their bare feet

in the morning


and I wonder how many

have worn and tired feet

worn and tired souls

that just have forgotten

to take their shoes off

every so often


and place their soles

on the bare ground

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