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I wear socks.

Frozen feet are for the weak.

Those people are confused.

They torture themselves over meaningless situations.

Love floating in the ocean is washed up on shore & is found by the dog who is looking for his lost bone.

Paths are crossed, yet there is still a picture of mass confusion drawn in the air.

There's my pencil.

I used to write letters of love with this instrument.

My frozen feet just fell off.

I forgot to wear my socks.

It seems as if I've forgotten about many things lately.

I am confused!

I am weak!