I have been walking all my life in only my shoes
For this is all I know
Judging, not judging,
Friend-ing, not friend-ing
Speaking, not speaking
Was what I did
Then I woke one night with a start
And sleep would not come back to me
I had been walk in the shoes of another for a while
Talking to someone I knew
He was kind but coarse
He was gentle but hard
He was there but spent
When I look the face stared back at me
Shock I found it was mine I saw
To learn this was hard to take
I wonder which face others saw
Or was this just for my sake
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