POEM: The Walk Posted on January 20, 2018 by B Gourley destinationless pilgrimage no step more sacred than the last spiraling into midnight sore feet = shoes abandoned every step one slides a mile inside Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
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