Strolling, bare foot on them, It feels we'have wondered to far now we can't remember where we left our shoes..
Our heels were soft when we got here. They still feel tender. Till those bitter memories keep tingling them.
True we've forgotten where we have removed our shoes..But now it seems we don't need them anymore--- Udaan
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