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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cinderella’s Slipper Trail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Now Cinderella had lost her fella; this-, of course, was her unfaithful dad.<br>Many bad things can happen, in life, without a 'family launching pad.'<br>Those dreaded wicked step-kin, sadly came in, bossing her night-and-day.<br>Still, she had good memories and serenely read 'her rainy days away.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Developing herself from within, she grew to be smart and so wise…<br>Quite unimpressed when the Prince pranced by, as also did a few other guys.<br>Ashamed of her lot, being servant to those of her house, and their games, <br>She disguised her true-self, til true-love 'and the right-time' had its frame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One day, while dreaming, her house split and she fell into a parallel world of two.<br>Thus, her house had fallen down on her foes; leaving glimmering bright red shoes.<br>These shoes were made for walking, an angel said that day; leading to a new-way! <br>Awakening, her wicked kin gone, those shoes remained “to never lead her astray.”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=548539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Was the power in shoes, or in her positive view to love, that she could now sing? <br>Those shoes were easily seen in the dark forest; even by some Princely King.<br>So the moral to this story, is simply, never underestimate the power of new shoes; <br>Nor a Love, through some familiar path, in a lone dark forest, with dreams of two…</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=ArmourQuill+Hunter">ArmourQuill Hunter</a></strong></div>

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