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Time to move on Sitting in the white wintry sun Watching birds winging in total peace The mind switches to one’s bare feet: Two feet Lucky to still have them both Ten toes Blessed to still have them all. Who made that stupendous blunder? The feet, straying in the wrong area? The mouth, blurting the wrong party slogan? Wrong area? Who decides that? Party slogan? Who designs that? Two feet For perfect mobility Ten toes For total balance. Time to move on Where the feet’s heart desires. 9 ...

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