If only I could walk a mile in your shoes.
And if only you could walk a mile in mine.
Look past muddled misunderstanding, and see true intentions.
But we stagger barefoot in the dark, tripping in circles, stepping on each other’s toes.
It’s time to bring out the combat boots.
Lace them up for the duration.
Lean on each other, and side by side,
Fight like hell to walk miles of us instead.
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