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In the Wire

What made These boots And shoes Fall Off the wire Was there path To thin or slippery Did they lose there Balance in life To be hung On a wire They float In the air Random As can be Guided By wind and lace Stuck in place I once seen A tree Out west It be Full of a flock Of these But never In the air I see them fly Always Only Caught up In the wire

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