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Jun 2013
I prayed for the sole of my new red boots
They're frayed, with strings hanging like ripped up roots

I bought them at a thrift store, God,
And the left sole's simply missin'
I prayed my very hardest
But God just didn't listen

I don't blame him, nor should you
After all, it's just a shoe
True story. Minus the praying. That was just for the pun. But I did buy red boots at Goodwill and the rubber sole is totally gone from one of them and I don't know what to do with that.
Also, Mike Hauser, this made me think of you. Sounds a bit like your voice.
Taylor Martin
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Taylor Martin  Texas
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