One lost shoe on the sandy passes
Strappy, girly, pink and gold
Useless in the sharp tall grasses
With a story yet untold
Is the owner young and lovely?
Rolling with a lover?
Or is the truth more dark and ugly?
Cruelty uncovered?
One lost shoe and one lost tale
We carry it away
And wonder as we pour an ale
What happened there today
Dunes
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