My soles are becoming over weathered
from the battering I have put them through
but my wandering feet can't be tethered
as I have miles of walking yet to do.
My blisters bulge and rub in defiance
begging my body to give them some rest
but my body will show no compliance
until there is no air left in my chest.
My legs begin to ache and they founder
as my worn shoulders slump in downcast sighs
as I can barely manage to flounder
with stagnation overcoming my thighs.
And yet I'll walk on 'til I discover
somewhere fresh where we can all recover.
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