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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