Socks by Alexis White

My sole is hidden

Like a pearl at the bottom of the sea 

 

My sole is sheltered

Making it hard to be me

 

My sole is covered

So how can it truly touch

 

My sole is concealed

Nature never intended such

 

My sole is confined

And yearning to be free

 

My sole is burning!

I must take this sock off me!

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