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LOST FOOTPRINTS
LOST FOOTPRINTS
I walk bare feet; the sands are cold,
Your footprints are still not very old.
The waves come bold yet ebb off shy,
And I stand tacit beneath the sky.
The dusk is nigh with...
I walk bare feet; the sands are cold,
Your footprints are still not very old.
The waves come bold yet ebb off shy,
And I stand tacit beneath the sky.
The dusk is nigh with...
