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*The Earth Beneath You*October.1.1997 Trisha M. Barrek When ever you walk around You step on rocks beneath your feet You hear a crunching sound Where ever you go the earth and foot meet The rock so cold and dark The trees so brown and bare If you happen to walk without shoes You'll get cut or end up with an ugly mark Or better ye get a bruise Walking on glass would be a foolish dare The sand is tan and dull People say the earth is a beautiful sight Or you have a beautiful soul But they never wondered What it would be like without light The earth beneath you is dark and dreary Damp and cold It's like a horror series Keeping the earth from falling You could never hold Copyright* Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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