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Love poem to a Sjoe


When I first saw you in your giant red box I knew that you were the one.
Gray and white accents and your box, drawn to a point.
Your logo centered a skate board with the word off the wall.

Now you are well loved with your long shoe lace that are always untied and contently in a puddle with your worn sole and faded logo on the back heel.




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