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we decorate our lives
with pearls or sequins,
life stitching on quills,
beads, even vaccines
experience makes yarn,
needles sew the thread,
then, behold, a sampler,
buried when we're dead
Athena's fingers flew, a
mistress of cross-stitch,
badges sewn each day
sparkling, or just a bitch
woven into a biography,
each bauble tells a tale,
but th...
Friday 2nd April 2021 10:48 am
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