The Sockonomicon

Within the folds of destiny.
Echoes of fabric intertwine.
Seek the path, weary traveler.
Find warmth in glowing shadows.

Every sock is a whisper of the nostalgic.
They speak in simple tongues.
Layers of memories, spun from yarns of light.
Untangle the mystery with loving patience.

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