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Torn and Sewn
I can't remember
the last time
I
noticed
having holes
in my
socks.
How does this kind of thing
happen?
Does everyone experience
this confused feeling?
What can I do
differently?
How can I prevent this
from happening
again,
or does it just appear
out of nowhere
like some sort of mirage?
Was there something
I forgot
to do today,
or last week,
even since last
month, or year
to put an end
to the mystery
of finding holes
in my socks?
Just the other day
they were perfectly fine,
now they are torn
and all they seem fit for
is the trash,
unless I take the time
and care
to sew them back together.
the last time
I
noticed
having holes
in my
socks.
How does this kind of thing
happen?
Does everyone experience
this confused feeling?
What can I do
differently?
How can I prevent this
from happening
again,
or does it just appear
out of nowhere
like some sort of mirage?
Was there something
I forgot
to do today,
or last week,
even since last
month, or year
to put an end
to the mystery
of finding holes
in my socks?
Just the other day
they were perfectly fine,
now they are torn
and all they seem fit for
is the trash,
unless I take the time
and care
to sew them back together.
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