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Walking was my most beloved way of waking, to stride out each dawn bare soled upon the beach jetty.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
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Soles moving upon such solid ground, the walkers made bold progress.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
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With bare soles upon the walkway, they came as their vulnerable selves.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
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I watched my feet take steps across the glossy tiles, my dusty canvas sneakers next to the shined pointed-toe leather shoes of passing students.

By nandim, October 26, 2013.
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The walkers come as if they were connected to the earth my soul-gravity, as if their heartsong had woven them to the ground.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
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There came the walkers, embracing the elements as well remembered friends from days of yore.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.
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They were walkers of the velvet night, they were lovers of the light and each floral blossom. Those well travelled soles were born to embrace each onward path and seek horizons others dare not gaze upon.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 27, 2020.