There is not love There's only proof of love
Where have they gone, the green sandals? I was not made to be a mother I had too stricken a heart, so I wore green sandals to stay apart. Then one night, a man stood in an olive grove. He beat a viper till it bled, then drew me down low. One night was all there was. He fed me an olive leaf, and broke the strap of my dress. I kept on the green sandals, but I could not get off that hill. Italy, where did you take me that night so black and still? He had an accent and a knife, and somewhere, even, had a wife.
I'm wearing green sandals and running away from it all. Then one night, a man stood alone in the olive grove. He beat a viper until it bleeds, then pushed me to the ground. That very night he fed me an olive leaf and tore off my crony. I keep those green sandals, but I can never leave that mountain again. Italy, where did you take me that dark night?
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