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I wonder, sometimes,
about the space-time continuum,
and the economy and global warming.
I wonder about socks.
I wonder why one sock wears through
before its mate.
I wonder where all my missing socks go.
Is there a single sock parade somewhere
in a parallel universe
that I’m not invited to?
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