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If I could be you, and you could be me for just one hour. If we could find a way to get inside each other’s mind. If you could see you trough my eyes instead of your ego, I believe you’d be surprised to see that you’ve been blind. Walk a mile in my shoes. Walk a mile in my shoes. And before you abuse, criticize and accuse, walk a mile in my shoes. Now the whole world you see around you is just a reflection, and the law of karma says you reap just what you sew. So unless you lived your life of total perfection, you better be carefful of every stone that you should throw. In yet we spend the day throwing stones at one another, cause I don’t think or wear my hat the same way you do. Well I maybe common people, but I am still your brother and when you strike out trying to hurt me, it’s hurting you. Walk a mile in my shoes. Walk a mile in my shoes. And before you abuse, criticize and accuse, walk a mile in my shoes. There are people in reservations and out in the ghetto’s, and brother, there, before the grace of god, go you and I. If I only had the wings of a little angel, don’t you know I’d fly to the top of the mountain and then I’d cry. Walk a mile in my shoes. Walk a mile in my shoes. And before you abuse, criticize and accuse, walk a mile in my shoes.

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