Shoes...lives...miles of one's life's essences'; blood, tears, bruises, scars; rain drops from the covenant of God, escalating from His rainbows...
Told unto those that are Cinderella's; each to their own.
Understand; empathize?
Limits?
Comprehend your's? Exists?
As wildfire's destroy; as the world will be one day.
All that equals it out is Hope that fog rises, and alwayz will.
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