You are in need of a replacement. In fact, you should be long gone, but you're still here, in all your worn-in glory. Thank you for all the miles you've run with me. For letting me trip and fall, just to put a smile on my face. Thank you for holding on tight when I'm racing the clock in attempt to release the stress and frustration in my life. Some day you will be replaced, and donated to someone else who needs your support. Until then, thank you for every inch, every foot, every kilometer. Walk a mile in these and you might have a shot at feeling what it's like to be me.
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