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Boots
aforbing

Strap 'em up tight,
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it's time to go out
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into the night.
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Dark night
 4
glimmering with its neon
 5
against shadows
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hiding demagorgons in their midst.
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Laced to the top,
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tight upon my calves
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I rise to meet this clever evening.
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This time it's different
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This time I walk with determination
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I take the path that I wish to travel
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spending money on things
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that can never be bought--
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shopping as if on a spree
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of endless possibilities,
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smorgasbord of opportunities. . .
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Yet, when I'm done, instead of spent,
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it's rich, I feel...wealthy
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stealthy, sexy, satisfied.
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Walking in these boots has
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never felt so safe, so certain,
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Such a perfect fit
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these feet have never known.
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Tired, I take these feet up
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to the 2nd floor, back to my flat.
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"Have u seen my new boots?"
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I cry out, as I fall onto the unmade bed
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Silence replies:
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                .....
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28 Nov 17

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