Plots
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Dust bunnies have no fear
The plot bunnies travel where you do not dare
The shadows of my mind they wander
Creating havoc into twisting plots and devious plans
There is a pebble in my shoe.
sharp pain with each step I take
On the upward swing of my right leg
I give my foot a shake
The pebble is loosened and I take
A few sweet steps
Absent of the stabbing in my sole
