Shoes.
my shoes,
there are so many!
too many,
i think i just my give some away or donate maybe
hey i think i just might donate some of my shoes, yeah.
here are my shoes i'd like to donate.
a small girl looks like she likes my old shoes from my childhood.
her mom has her wallet, i dont think they have enough money to buy them.
just as her mother suspected, not enough coin.
here you can have my shoes.
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