My old shoesA Poem by Tauvic Heedajat
Oh my old shoes
You always reminds me my past Although now you've been covered with dust Yet your vestiges will always escort my great days Oh my old shoes You always protect sole of my foot from gravel Although you ain't the shoe I choose Yet your stories will always accompany my great travels Oh my old shoes You always follow me in every scene Although your leather has been bitten by mouse Yet your shoelace will always tie our reminiscence
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StatsAuthorTauvic HeedajatDKI Jakarta, IndonesiaAboutDon't look at where people from but see what they have made for the others. I am the one who wanna be a successful man. Why? Because a successful man is the one who be useful for the others. more..Writing
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