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Not all secrets are locked up in boxes Not all truths are so hard to find Some loiter at the bottom of napsacks Others in the pockets of someone else's jacket Some are laced up in a stranger's shoes or waiting by the creekside... We are sleuths, The Great Adventurers! and hound dogs searching and searching I'm telling you, All we have to do is get out there...
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
Don't forget to live your life
Not all secrets are locked up in boxes Not all truths are so hard to find Some loiter at the bottom of napsacks Others in the pockets of someone else's jacket Some are laced up in a stranger's shoes or waiting by the creekside... We are sleuths, The Great Adventurers! and hound dogs searching and searching I'm telling you, All we have to do is get out there...
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
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