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Apr 2021
on your coat
to fill up the hole
when you are cold
sewn in place
in the same spot
no matter
if I'm bottom
or top
no matter
if I'm red
or blue
no matter
if I've four holes
or two
no matter
if I’m wood
or cloth  
I'd not
have you replaced me
if I'm lost
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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