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Nov 2014
I once knew a white shoe girl
Who met a soft and quiet red shoe guy
She'd never seen a shoe but white
In fear and confusion, she ran away
She ran so far, her shoes bled red
Only once she'd lost his trail forever
Did she look down tiredly to see
Her shoes were no longer white
But red...
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