On hard ground falls virgin rain
Clinging muck holding fast
surges over shoe top as its drain
stain of the past
Muddy shoes dirt on clean floor
pieces of yesterday's work soil the polish
Swept trail of broken clay impossible to ignore
What entered lining of sole one can not abolish
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