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On the surface I wear nice clothes
My hair is tidy My shoes are clean My fingernails are scrubbed. But underneath My feet are rough and calloused from Running without shoes, My mind is on doing the chores and How my animals are faring Which brings me to believe that It is what is underneath that counts.
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