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Odd Sock

Every odd sock Worn by my shoe Can be traced back to you Every though Every idea I probably stole Rehashing what I heard I am not a bird Merely 1 of a herd Of convenience Slothfully banging An older drum From past glory's The wind shelter From sound blasts That don't last

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