Wearing heart attack boots, walking, somewhat aloof. Considering this, disregarding that. Remembering her face, wondering where she’s at. Is she happy in her place, has she accepted her fate? Thoughts I cannot control, questions I need not know….
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Escape Reality 
4 responses to “walking boots”
ouch to those uncontrollable thoughts 😬
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….they creep in….I try to chase them away lol 😆 😉
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🤭🤣…
heart attack boots…this is a grand one , Dylan …
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….thank you so much Destiny…😊
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