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Personal Narrative: My Shoe
So here we have my shoe. Well worn, and supple, yet not pleasing to the eye, but a shoe that has served me well with all the tracks that I have laid within it. It has served me well, and seen the mileage of my labor, yet never faltered. There are those who would comment upon it's look, but to me, it has become a part of me that reflects the many hours spent together and the experiences
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