And upsidedown in the earth a dead man walks upon my soles when I walk.
I no longer want to walk on worn soles.
If you want me again look for me under your boot soles.
I think I owe my life to cork soles.
From the crown of my head to the soles of my feet I am Bolshevik, and proud of it.
Why did she talk to me about how soles were ground and not about what she read?
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