My feet want to be free.
Free to walk on free land.
Free to walk next to people I love.
Free to wander through the forest on peaceful paths.
Free to turn around when they are going the wrong direction.
Free to stop, if necessary.
Free to dance when joyous music is played.
Free to follow in the footsteps of people I admire.
Free to kick off my shoes under the chair on warm Sunday afternoons in church.
Free to rest upon the couch and wiggle my toes.
Free to dress up with high heels.
Free to wear hiking boots.
Free to be barefooted.
Unchained.
Non-restricted.
Free to be me.
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